Behold the pearls
Within the sentiments of a letter...the
darkness reigns!
The woman in the black dress cries
Fallen roses win the war,
How does one contain to this wicked world
When this wicked world carries a grudge?
For fallen pearls have fallen
I digress in this wicked world!
For this wicked world is Satan
Wearing silence as if it\'s appeased
Behold the troubles that can\'t even compare
Diabolically I have fallen...
Fallen, fallen,
The chandelier explodes one more time
The walls adhere to their confessions
The love that is hurt is gone
Oh mighty husband, what have we done?
For the power upholds the wicked
And silent are the wounds
So perfect in repair,
She cries once more for our worries
The roses on the chair have fallen...
And fallen!
Fallen are the pieces of an open despair
Who wears a rosary for peace
And silence is power!
For the power is within the silence!
Confess to me your deepest insecurities
This crying riddle never ends...
Here are my pearls, do you want them
back?
For I am a widow of peace
And I am attracted to the drama so
deep
My heart is beating in tongues
As the earth shatters
And you hold me dear
Whose dress is this in the corner?
I slip away into the night
Will there ever be a plight?
I hold my rose in matrimony
My tears are a startling belief!
Because I hear silence all over again
My beauty is intense...
Who on this earth shall be my destiny
When the beauty of a rose has
descended?
I fall upon the thunder!
I am a liability to my own being
Oh please be careful of the silent ones
For the silent ones are deadly,
We speak of words of blind existence
The beds can\'t hardly speak;
And the curtains have shriveled up
And the blind existence is dead
Here is a rose for silence
For silence speaks to thee.