could a woman love the light
could she'd gladly lease each part
could the angel of our darkness
make a mooring in her heart

could a human heart beat answers
so each vein would never cease
could a good soul stalk it's death
so all death would know no peace

could she tame satanic iron
could she make it turn to rust
could she break him with her subtitles
could she torture him with lust

when time has all but ended
could she be the holy hour
could God who is all knowing
fail to calibrate her power

could a raven haired messiah
all but split the finest line
could every ledger nature fashions
be un-balanced by design

alas his plans revealed
as an architect's unfurl
in a bar inside your soul
sits the devil and the girl