Of The Embers

Painted faces
Of the marionettes
Crying now & waiting
With their baited breath

A devious face
Of a murderous sort
With eyes alive & crimson
Which flicker back & forth

The snow that year
Put out his desire
His burning soul
Embers now by the fire

And the willows weep
An ever lasting song
Of confessionary tunes
By men who couldn't help but swoon

The devil's dance
And the devil's daughter
The flames of heat
Against the cold frigid winter

And the angels come down
With their arrows & swords
To protect their virgin
Once more

Their battle is lost
They are cast away
And their virgin has lost
Her innocent ways

The bloody wings
Of the fallen angels
Surround the lovers
With reminders of their poison

And they begin
Their arms intertwined
Their lips together
Their blood mixing as one

She was the fire
That ignited his soul
Lighting him up
And making him alive

His voice was sweet
So sweet in her ears
His eyes never lied
His kiss never died

He was her first
And she was his last
He promised on his last breath
She was always to have his heart