In dreams of the twilight rain
I've dreamt the orbs the angels ringed
Around the awakening of life and pain
Which hath me broken-winged.

The sound of the clashing swords
Echo in the orison I've prayed
With the chiding of silent words
Telling back at the Past I made.

Those holy angels- angels' beauty,
When all of the heaven
Melody luted a song with the fruity
Stars sparkling the Levin

To which cause the sun to kiss the moon
With angels and daemons caressing,
As to where saying 'Amen' will real soon
Hath the Omens' shadows compressing...