Where art thou,
oh God my dearest,
in the glassy strings of death?
I know you are here within me.
But how will I know your presence beside me,
when my heart is frozen,
as if it were,
an icy ring of cosmic dust?
Where art thou,
oh God my dearest,
in the glassy strings of death?
I know you are here within me.
But how will I know your presence beside me,
when my heart is frozen,
as if it were,
an icy ring of cosmic dust?