Scream of Our Kind

In a storm of souls
Two hearts, entwined,
In separate roots,
In dancing branches,
Our embrace,
Surrounded by a maelstorm.

Demons rage in there
Angels cry out there

You and I,
In all our glory,
My demon, and your angel,
On a path of Thorns,
Walk – stop – run – back – forth,
In and out of the storm.

Demons rage in there
Angels cry out there

Let me hold your hand.
Stay. With me.
Have faith in fate.
Predestined,
Look, not at the storm,
Not at the tears,
Not at the blood,
Look. At me.

Demons rage in there
Angels cry out there

Let the souls rage.
Let the demons fight.
Let the storm pass,
As you envelop me
In your shining light.

You and I,
In all our glory,
Me, your creation,
Holding my face,
In ever loving hands,
On a path of Thorns,
Walk,
With me,
Through us,
Into the serenity,
Always
Surrounded by thorns,
But past the storm.

Demons beware,
Of my darkness
Tamed by you.
Angels above,
Always bless you,
Watching.
Knowing.

It will be –
You and I,
In all our glory,
Ever
Be.

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