Dearest night of crimson flame
Rebirth my shallow heart lost in a sunken grave
Give to me that which faded away,
Lost with the crying child I held for so long;
Darkest shadow, show me the vagrant hopes
Flaunting in front of me taunting my memories
Of this father here on broken knees
Screaming for that which,
Lay motionless in my arms;
Midnights ablaze setting my soul on fire
Please let me spin a prayer tonight
So I may see my life unburdened
To see this tainted girl
Die so young without a hope
Without a mother to drape her mortal body
For a father to Say I Love You Sweet Child
A faithful shimmer of my fading hands
Holding close to me that which
I tried so hard to save with a crimson glow;
Darling wife, please forgive me
Gods whispers of relief at a sweet rebirth
When I was able to here the innocent cries
Of a tearful baby free of a broken heart;
My tears wane for you my brilliant bride
Lost under the stars giving to me that which we most desired
A perfect being of our midnights love
I weave this prayer under the coming dawn
As I lay a light kiss of a moonlit night
Whispering “Dear Child I Love You”
My prayer is you reach your mother so far away
Here where a father sulks on broken knees
Bathed in a crimson red.
-Justin Fleischhakcer-
“Children Are Immortal”