I need you as my graven image
left that old abandoned hall my
heartly peace was fully pillaged. I
gaze and gaze upon that wall.
To have the same one as before
your universe anew for me
but for a time, cause I
its eyes my mind alone should see.
A picture of the silent siren my
prayer is easy to recite
before there's nothing but an
icon the colour of a dove in flight.