When the droplets form the sun will rise
The sky blanks at perilous eyes
The spirits vanish in wisps of air
All screaming through this desert breeze
Alone and dry as I sit with disease
The tears form and god I want to shout
I want to hear these angels respond throughout
A flare running through my veins
A fire coursing as my eyes rain
The stars and moon bare witness to
A lost one scorned
And I lie here
confused and blood adorned
