Elizabeth's Song

Amidst the congregation

Of listless spirits walking

Her witness ghastly visage

Stands gazing from afar,

Uncloaked by misty shadow

Uphold the passing dark

Turned to me his onyx heart-

And bled me to the stars.

He's held her here a soul in bondage

Her innocence to fade,

Bound by flame scarr'd hand in sorrow,

Locked inside his cage.

Blowing in the wind loom the whispers of our mistress

Hanging in the shadows of her heretic past

Carried by the tree to her waking non-existence

Doomed to carry guilt as the darkened seasons pass.

I held my lover in dreams naïve

Entwined in deception's affair,

The timing of the curse I ravaged

Brought celebration from pulpit's stare.

Tho' weeping then did saints hear sorrow,

He then my flame possessed.

The mask he wore that day of darkness

Would label me possessed.

The pale horse he bore no rider,

The wind swung from the tree,

Trapped inside his box of secrets,

The breeze you hear is me!

I look into the forest, with steel unclouded eyes,

She's pointing me to spirits by ghostly finger guide,

These are the unseen lonely I now behold with sight,

As midnight turns to dawning-on their everlasting night.