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God hath no power,
and Satan no evil,
to sway the colors
that dwell with in me.

The earth in all her light,
cannot blind my love.
Luna, my magic mother,
can bless me no more.

Mystics will tell the myths
of the two angels who bore
a light that burn our sins away
and brought color to the world.

Then the clouds billowed,
and obscured the glow.
The angels fought the dark,
until the tears fell away.

Bullets in our hearts,
and knives to the soul.
My angel is falling.
I'm lost as to why.

He cannot speak,
the cloud chokes him.
His lips quiver on air,
and his mind races.

My heart is falling too,
down away with him.
I don't know why
the sky took him from me.

The night closes in around me.
The stars glowed silently still.
My face glows red with pain.
I sob, waiting for my light to return.

God hath no power,
and Satan no evil,
to sway the colors
that dwell with in me.

The earth in all her light,
cannot blind my love.
Luna, my magic mother,
can bless me no more.

None can take the light,
none can sway my colors.
Until the darkness came,
and murdered my love.

Sleep now little one.
Forever more you will lie
wrapped in their arms.
Touched by His kiss.

Never be sad or lonely,
we will always be with you.
Take our tears with you
as we remember the little one.

We weep as you go stay
with the light and home.
We weep as we stay
in the cold and the dark.

Take within your heart
our love for you now.
Let it be your wings
to carry you up to Him.

We are sad to see go,
but we remember why
and are happy to see
that finally you are free.

But take this with you,
Little one you must remember
Never cry for us, the things you lost...
Never cry, we will see you again.