Noiseless
voiceless...

The one feels lost so far away,
one whom id rather see...

Life and love sways to beats
love in hearts...

Let things die
let sleeping dogs lie...

Denied by right
yet pain is brought...

Sweet Angels' voice I hear
Father's presence hovers near...

Innocence lost which never was
guilt heaped as it leads to death...

I once sold my soul
wicked hands on unwitting scrolls...

The most beautiful of dreams is always fleeting...

What owns beauty more than this beacon of hope?
what more glorious? more divine...