Saved Savior

Angel give a whisper in my dream

A line that fades after the wake

I who dreams is but a thing that seems

Who dares not tell any soul my dark catharsis

So dearest I pray give my soul a sound

If a muse can save her creator

And see beyond the seeming

Tis youll see a cancer true but by my troth

Id be saved by you

And resist all saving save by thee