"alas my love you say goodbye
wipe the poison from my brow
alas my love this guilty night
it gives me up like a foster child
and in this moment I take my vow
at these angels sleeping at my feet
and in this moment you do not know how
how my spirit wants to flee."
You see what was one man, against the night
taking on a multitude that had left him high and dry
no candle burning vigil could light the way,
darkness hit the ground like a fallen satellite
he wrestled until morning with human souls
and dark angels
and there he finished his work
on the third day.