Non Hymn

Almost by the dawn I passed through the chimney
Old dogs house is broken, must be this
Or wind that got swept in
When she wispered a song to me
Broke
And fell out
In the bank of a random playground

Time is a consept, now is the constraint
On my shoulders,
Blades
Happened to be on this side too
And the liar got through with what we wanted
Always dreamed, as always lied to
The witch itself

Bonds that we have
Comes closer with our tombstones
Saints are in black, dressed in black
As they say in black:
None of this is the fate of the night
Or fate of the prayers which abandons heart
Lord keeps forgiveness at bay
For the redemption comes in day
Before your oath is broken
Tie your courage wiht a rope
And keep your house open
If it kindles with hope