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Heavenly Creatures

from The Spoken Word by Rick Miller

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Not long now, the dusk is nearing,
It is time for me to go, to head for the clearing.
I make my way, the candle burns bright,
Stumbling and falling through the dark, dark night.

Through the ivy-clad trees I see them dancing,
Such heavenly creatures, glorious abandon, lifting on the breeze.
They must never see me, or I will never be free,
Such wicked enchantment can bestow a cruel destiny.

They say fortune favours the brave
The difference found between master and slave.
But remember this, and remember it well,
A fragile path leads between Heaven and Hell.

And then I realise, then I see
This dance of the dead is calling me.
It's too late, my fate sealed, my light has gone,
Cast forever beneath the Seal of Solomon.

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from The Spoken Word, released January 31, 2013
Words: Ruth Archer

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