Heralds Beyond the Moon

My dreams are churned to vapor inhale the essence of the maker my bones , my ribs to make her Shes the only one and nobody can take her Shes the beacon hailing from the gloom shes my angel come to avenge my love anew Shes the rythme in my heart that keeps the blood pumping anew When she speaks its a choir of angels heralds from beyond the moon with her touch comes rebirth like mother nature shes nurtures my youth But when she speaks of love I just cant hear her I tuned in and lost the signal I will forever wait here for you for you , my love