Leaves The Angela Test
Just like the shade that swallows the day
Her mind starts to fade away
Just like the deep and the secrets it keeps
All-seeing eyes asleep
Just like a deer that quivers with fear
She bows to the ground to each sound
The fair singing bird enclosed from the world
Locked in a cage unheard
In the wasteland we feared
When the creature appeared
The beauty it kept
Even the strongest ones wept
With wings on its back
And dead souls in its sack
It lay exposed in the fen
When it was captured my man
Just like the flame in the showering rain
Her strength starts to wane
In pale
The dark’s rising up with each feather that drops
We’ve dug our own hole, with her soul
In the wasteland we feared
When the creature appeared
The beauty it kept
Even the strongest ones wept
With wings on its back
And dead souls in its sack
It lay exposed in the fen
When it was captured my man
The day has come
When the vengeance
Is up on
Us
