In the darkest skies, we fly so high. We look beyond the wonders abide. We sing the songs, we ride the ride. We read the psalms…for happiness..we strive. In the book of Holy, a hopeful story. A truth to finding, an epic so worthy. We find this fracture, in a split of time. With loneliness the matter, for each other we cry. In the end of torment, a life of no lie. For speechless truth, we gather, we fight. In the blight of day, in the dark of night. Forever we walk, to the songs of our time. In a reckless war, an army of no fright. We will gather here, in the darkness tonight. When the battle is done, when the angels fly by. When the clouds part, when the birds begin to fly. A voice of truth, a power so divine. Infallible words, omnipotent eyes. The angels repeat, a song they sing. Forever you two, were meant to be.