An archaic,
Whispering breeze danced across the Garden of Adam and Eve.
Soft, spoken words wrap around me,
Bringing me to thy knee's.
A holy immortal has spoke to me.

The Golden cape of feathers show majesty,
among the amethyst roses, alive, free...
Voices ring, The symphony hath bring!
A mystic rose of a Queen.

The is Violet,
Flowing with petals of silk,
Thy rose is beautiful,
But what of which can cure,
May also ****.
With a poisonous renewal.

Do not come to the birthplace
Of Adam, and Eve.
The petals mean eternal life,
Extending your leave.

Whispering winds caress me,
Thy time has come to serve thee,
The Holy Jehovah of Adam and Eve.
Acknowledged is thee,
Prayer has come to win you're heart,
My roses are ready to serve thy art.

These Roses hath a beautiful meaning....

A Rose for a life,
A life for a purpose.
Serve, pray, live, and die.

A violet rose serves as a contract,
To serve the Creator...
The son,
And thy holy of spirits.

The Judgment Child is thee!
Born, of a broken family.
My emerald eyes may seem alive,
But I am not free.

  The of Eden.
Beautiful, breezy, Holy.
Its where they bloom,
Thy roses of a great deed.

A life for a purpose,
A rose for Repentance.

Thou be free from all.
Life, Sin, chains of burdens.
Light and Life eternal.
Will Come to thee,

I am Judgment,
The Daughter of Eve.
My Guardian Angel is Gabriel,
And I will Save thee.

I am a messenger,
The violet rose if my prayer,
A farewell to you,
In the midnight air.

I send you home,
  To the father, the spirit...
To where Jesus is at the right hand,
Of "God", Lord Almighty.