A sullen sleep.

He will bring the darkness To all night's formation, Stars that shines in sweet sensation, To fall soundly upon her lips A gentle kiss, A breathing proverbial peace, A sullen sleep , towards the weep Of eye's cremation, The darkest mood swing night Has ever seen, beneath the wrath As angel's wean , Together in darkness And all between, formatting the way the light Foreseen, moulting such hair from skin To bear flesh, interwoven Vigorously Intermeshed Casting away her angel breath Forgery within the night's Delight , swallowing every star within sight Gracefully pulling her in Tormented not beneath his skin Enlightened by this darkened soul Let go of life , to seek her role A gentle kiss, A sullen sleep Beyond the light where Angels wean, Nothing sacred, nothing clean Tormented not this darkened queen The greatest mood swing night Has ever seen.