Making God's messengers appear ordinary
My beloved lady surpassed the beauty of angels
Like golden rays through snow-white clouds
Her beauty pierced through my heart
My thoughts had seized to be mine
And my dreams became my greatest treasure
For in there my beautiful saviour awaited me
And her face pointed the path to heaven
Each dream of her I relished forever
For I only got to see my beloved in them
The first time I saw her was my last time
And it was the night my hard metal made her home in the ground
With dirges from the birds
My beloved made her trip to vist heaven's only master
And each day, I prayed to him to keep her safe
Thanking him for the moment he blessed my life with such beauty
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