He is about to drive us away
we have done our work here
his month of void he survived
now we leave our kind Lord

Water on fire casts now
sand of times sings sweet
oh to the temple he casts
in womanhood and pure love

Let him sing in Angelic frame
may his love in words remain
petals fall on Easter month
the stone will open to faith

Glory to the knights of the word
for all are now ready for your work
so step by step we will heal
while he casts the unread spell

This is the last of March
five days rest
this the last of March
buds will blossom in April song


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris