From the night he is there

A shadow beyond repair

Where he goes you might find

Whispers of life are on the mind

But visions of death ye shall see

The tales of man are at an end

When you look at me I see myself

Where have we gone with angels help

My dreams take flight in the sun

But in the night you will find none

Cloaked in tears my soul is now

Thine kingdom finds its way from grace

The demented goals of a world gone cold

I still hear of the days now old

The fire engulfed the morning sky

Why has he let these people be forsaken

Dark wings of promise these actions take

My lightest thoughts seek retribution

For I find myself acting in religion

His golden glow as he begins to fall

Only her eyes can see through it all

Lies told by troubled angels

Truths given by satiated demons

Each hold an aspect of the other

But neither cry without each other