The Bleeding Angels (excerpt) 01. As the womb of pretence lay - A worry in its seams, Close thine eyes and see it glisten As we ride high up on#moonbeams. Hate the whisper overshadowed By all their vile mess, Let beauty glide among your all - Encased by darling dress. The bleeding angels sing - And so it had begun, I thought not ever an angels envy But came, the song they sung. 13. She wore a plush existence - So subtle in her ways, Opaque to persons distant But vibrant as always. Honour all thy person A person I cannot replace, With a smile that's ever present And so I can't disgrace. The bleeding angels sing Have you heard their ancient tune? It's like the tears of winter - But expressing them in June. 26. She carried all their notes so charming - Charmed I'm sure is my ear, To which I'm honoured, by greatness heard To your voice, that voice I hear. Hither dear, someone has decided Via some Godly meet or plenum, That in your bite I maybe blessed By loves stricken venom. The bleeding angels sing As float, you circle Earth, Pointed out by some Lord above For a heart that is yours, worth.