Dusk Of Dying

 

 

In the dusk of dying
Drape my bed with tapestries of gold
And in my thoughts I am trying
To cleanse the darkness from my soul

If you take me I will go
Sacred heart of timeless hallow
Chastise this pain
Oh glorious bride

Sing a song of splendor and glory

Darkness must come
So daylight shall sleep
Hide in my sorrows
Wisp at my feet

Lament in dignity
Rejoice in good strength
Lingering spirit
Comfort the beast

Rest here beside me
Prepare for this journey
Lord I am waiting
It is you I shall meet

Written by Stack Jones
© Copyright 2010

 

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