Arise...

Arise... 

Embers of a moment 

long since passed 
it's ashes 
spread an obsequy 
of the spring... 
forsaken; 
insignia of the fallen 
tainted, 

her wraith possesses; 
desecrates 

the wringing hands, 

they resist him. 

the wringing hands 

a soft pierce vermillion, 

slowly... 

they will see. 

a weary dream, 

They Will weep 

A...a rapture