• So grand, the lamb of mary
    and the father of desire
    The serpent no longer branded
    the day of rememberance comes

    The Silvertounge Goddess
    she kisses the Knife wielder
    nectar dripping from untouched lips
    as they laugh at a disgusting God

    Wandering forever in love
    across voids of the forgotten
    With their hearts on their sleeves
    and souls left behind

    Agony of the witches
    to bring strength of the angels
    Armaggedon draws near
    Until the children resist

    New vision for the Cutter
    and the good Doctor in toe
    the Dust seen through Amber
    teaches children of the dawn