Of the Dark Angel
As we walk
beneath a bright moon
Shadows greet
us
a dark angel
soon appears
let the clouds
roll by overhead
we know our way now
the dark angel
leads us to
our ancestral home
Midnight
the wings of this angel
reflect the moonlight
above our heads
stars form constellations
we walk
beneath the ghosts of the gods
the dark angel
sends us his message
and the night is ours
once more
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2007
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