The sky is dark
And moonlight shimmers down like demons breath.
I see the night is threatning me with death
Beneath the stars

she cries. I ask her why, and stoop, but rise

to face the fire and hail that blinds her moonstruck eyes

I touch her trembling hand And say,

"Your cries are heard

so face the light and know You have to fight

To serve the crazy god of love and light

your mind will see

That steel is strengthened in the flame and that

the sun must bleed so that moon and stars remain
I know the rose

Is grey at night because its fast asleep

Your god will hear your prayer and he will weep"

and god will weep