Dawn's pathless rays draped our bodies, in mercy of your lullabies
And my enshrined fatal follies, in mortal grace of love's highs
You tame eons scorched by scorn, in soaring thunder of your holy storm
If only once more I could traverse you, or caress your joyful tears
I'd walk washed of hope, as dying daylight disappears
Night's nebulas lie entranced, striding time's fury to wane
In your blissful promised glance, and your empires of tender rain
In your unmade bed we slept safe and warm, in lilac thunder of your holy storm
If only once more could I prove to you, our united silhouettes glow
If a kiss held departure, and I began to corrode
I'd collect my faithless breaths, adoring your wrathful gale
And sail shapeless depths, of warmth smothered in hail