Seraph of Darkness

Eyes of coal burn fire through me,
cascading shadows is all I see.
When in the depths of darkness morn,
I reach for her as she is reborn.

Frayed attire adorns the floor,
my love for her I do abhor.
Come wintertime a breeze flows free;
my heart releases a spirit lonely.

Now, the night has taken her soul,
bright eyes of charcoal, they do console.
What do I owe you, Goddess of Shade?
When blood-angels cry, I am afraid.

Kneel down beside me; feel my pain,
offer up yourself to the Heaven’s sweet rain.
Only then will you truly awaken inside;
my one true seraph, in you I confide.