A silence so deafening
It echos all around...

Tell me that you hear me
We need to know you're there...

The pain bled out and venting,
Or the pain you keep on writing...

I do not have a halo,
But a circular spinning disc...

I have seen lands ravaged by conflict
I have been frozen and I have been cooked...

I'll take every single one of them,
All my bruises, scars and scrapes...

Thunder is my shadow
His darkness is my cloak...

Weep not once for me
For I cannot see your tears...

The memories of your blood
can never be deleted...

I woke from a dream in the early hours,
But Martin Luther was not there...

I said I loved you yesterday
And it's true I love you still...

Let me see your brilliance
Let me see your light...