Gregorian Black Wings
hold back in the silence the wind and the sun at your side feeling the elements that blow through your voice and your cries twisted like the rambling rose that holds you and tears at your skin stay awhile in sweet repose and wait for the night to come in
black wings and a dark house a grey ribbon light in the sky a girls eyes holding promise the red of the lips you deny dark forms sliding over the corners of rooms you hold dear deep in your conscious(ness) the shadows where we appear
timeo danaos et dona ferentes
enter the temple enter the church of your mind give into redemption come leave the living behind join us in a burning fire dance as the morning falls there we will wait for you till the night mist once again calls
