Wholly, In the name of my Ilah
I shall begin to strive...,
wearing my heroic glamor
and set forth a knight without Armour
bell the ring of happiness;
here I am to confess my adorable joy,
yester-years my dream was a reverence, and today Ayes.
Call to cling, o ye
I surrender my stanzas heleluyaic
and will never jingle to mingle the psalms of natural cadence
Race it on, Aye Mary,
to my Lo I beseech,
to night I please to cease
and lament the torment of loneliness ablazed.
Ya Ilah, crucify my loneliness to death
and slice it's agony to my happiness
to realm my dream within the bless
and rise your Mercy a firmed...
Y.chad in Rasul's savior