Clouds part in heavenly grace
The epitome of the divine
Seeking reconciliation
Seeking forgiveness
Seeking revenge
For damnation
Descending in his ascension
To part from his rose
To part from his heart
A dove of blackened feathers
Where is he to start
When there is no beginning
No knowing
Of what he is to come across
This burning frost
A sylphic reminiscence
Of cold night under the moon
Under the protection of night
No fear
No fright
Within his sight
Lies the lies of human kind
Once his own
Once a part of him
But this is not his sin
Nor his triumph
This, the personification of fear
He bequeaths his emotion
Love
Hope
Fear
Lust
Anger
Lost to the chasm
Clouds part in deathly grace
The abomination of the divine
Seeking reconciliation
Seeking forgiveness
Seeking revenge.