The Darkness Can Love

If someone could save me

If someone would try

My broken wings

They could still fly

Don't speak of tomorrow

Or of my grave

You can keep your sorrow

In the bed that you made

And I’ll be a candle

A light in the dark

I”ll be a fire

The flame and the spark

There's no one can save me

No not from myself

Or the pain that has made me

There's dust on that shelf

There where they placed me

When They stole all my wealth

Still I’ll be your candle

Your light in the dark

Come make me your fire

Your flame and your spark

I can be your angel

I can be your sin

Give me your rain

And I’ll be your wind

Consecrated sorrows

Make sacred our sins

In silence we thunder

Howl with the winds

We are the storm

Together we rage

Gathering darkness

A spell on the page

A word of wonder

Love

That we make.

Make all the Gods envy

The love that we make.