Ti'll I awake at Dawn

The Place of Secrecy

Your a song written by the hands of God.

Don't get me wrong but this might sound for you a bit odd.

You own the place where all my thoughts go hiding.

Right under your clothes is where I find it.

Underneath your clothes theirs an endless story,

your the someone who I chose to hide in my territory.

Every voice that whispers in silence

that talks while the sound of my breathing turns into madness.

Now I say that they all fade away,

when I'm next to you, every evil thing will fight in vain.

You are my beloved, my cornerstone of light.

You are the refuge where I hide, hide from the vanity that is life.

Your eyes are my window to the sky, your heart beats and creates rhymes.

And shall I ever face alone, the fiery gates of the place that I called oblivion,

the thought of your kind, sweet, and beautiful all

will be enough to give me a reason to fight for.

Be it that eternity, lasts forever I only need one thing to help me in that life.

I only need the memory of the one who loves me.

So I dedicate this one letter to the one who holds the place of secrecy,

I dedicate this card to the ruler of my being.