A white stranger holds a hand with grieve,
A black coffin is consumed by the ground...

"The sky is falling!"
Cries the hand...

Winged blessed two by two,
Marching disarmed to dawn...

Hello my world of happy souls,
Dancing round stiffened poles...

Not-so-simple sadness
An aching on my heart...

Into the cage I tremble,
As the icy wind stirs...

I bow to the King and Queen,
On a throne of majestic gold...

My Sanity On The Funeral Pyre
Thunder crashes breaking...

Walking through a garden with flowers in bloom,
Getting out away from that room...

Abbei
Finest of the finest...

Gallows are set to use,
'Men' push the women down...

Standing by the gates,
Swinging black and gold...