shadows fall swiftly
years of dark pass into night
dawn swiftly finds us

My lord
Show me the real love
And if you don’t mind
Send it to me
with an angelic dove.

He hunted his devastation,
to mar it and make it worse
Like a perfect perturbation,
He cooked his body combination  
With his real obligation.
And he rehearsed
to let his body stalk
with its curses
And fell in love with
the death verses