Goddess of Heaven
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
I do not feel the romance; I do not catch the spark.
By grace, my sight grows stronger and I will not
be a pawn for the Prince of Darkness any longer.
Maybe there's no haven in this world for tender age.
My heart beat like the wings of wild birds in a cage.
My greatest hope my greatest cause to grieve
And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve.
No one can convince me we aren't gluttons for our doom.