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Where We Bathed in the Morning Heat



Where we bathed in the morning heat

Where we lay naked of sin

Naked of reason

Clashed our heads



Clothed was the sinner

Eyes so clear

Watery

Why this man is crying?



Such green such glee

Maybe joyous

Even of these emotions

So strange



Sparkling water shines

The radiant sun above all

So dearly glances

Faces shapeless








If the Sinners did not know



Crawling the lands at

Dawn

Their hair so lustrous

Full of sin



Creeping the statues

White and pure

And casting shadows

Of deliverance





The summoning of the Queen



If the sun condemned his nature

Brilliance endures

The fall and the rise

Tangled



Broken

Not if the sparks

Flakes form heaven

Strike



Once it fell and never rose

And the darkness stared thy foe

But men who danced to the morning song

With feet so bare and lean



If the venom from above did fall

Shrouding the innocence

Aimless prayers on a platter

Served as remains to the highly queen



Bathed in the morning heat

Sight of cruelness and anguish

A captive

A prisoner of man