The signature of you is found within me,
Call me when your passion needs to bleed,
For we the fallen are the animators of life’s hiss and groove,
Our silence the static wisdom that makes you move!
Come hold me tight as the cherubim take from us tears of vice,
Let your mind go and allow Sathariel to mark your soul,
Don’t cry girl no-one understands what the fuck I am about too,
That’s just the paradox of us the magic of orbs written within the normality of dust,
Always our signatures of truth conceived with the blindness of distrust!
“Sweetheart be YOU, don’t let the world rule!”
Thank you all for your time and words!!!…)o(