Risen from the Dust

Артем Владивостоков
Among the fallen darkest tries,
She opens eyes almost insane,
A peaceful creature has arised.
From ash and dust, belong to pain.

The heavens burned for long ago.
The truth is now remains unspoken.
All angels cried, died in a row,
The only one remains unbroken.

She's far behind the saint motives,
She's violent, angry and she must
Release her beast in every greetings,
But can we blame her soul last?

The gods forgot to make her feel
Like she belongs to saint's hill,
And now she grew as who she is
As lonely hope that they released.

The others see her as a threat,
To their rules and their peace
She keeps herself in chained dread,
Do not stand out, be on your knees.

To angry god, she now returns,
Like every day, she's now along
With mocks and shameful laughing tunes
She doesn't mind. It's been so long.

But once she's met a ray of light
It's piercing line now warmth her skin,
His living eyes, his stubborn might
She fells in charm and trusts to him.

And light for now decides to stay.
They are may be in closest love,
But still they are so far away
Like frozen moon and warming sun.

He once will come, despite the turns
release her tears, knit her wounds
Embrace her soul until it's torn,
And turn her back, to angel form...