And A Seraphim Cries

now with my voice I call your name
 and with those hands I reach for you
 this search is over I covet your taste
 you are the gift I have longed for
 beautiful dreamer
 sleep eternal and dream of me
 a face that follows a face that haunts
 deprivation awaits
 but still I ignore what exhumes
 and destroys my trust
 and I walk this precipice and I fear the fall
 and the two intertwine
 there is nothing but you and I
 be still for I am now your god
 fall into my arms and weep for me
 your dying breath a song of love
 remember me
 this body means nothing
 my only sin was the longing
 every object so fleeting
 you were chosen you were special
 I pray for innocence
 you were chosen you were special
 and once again the hunger begins anew
 and there is blood on my hands