The face of the Sun

I want to die and see the face of the sun
I want to cry till the world disappears in a fog of tears
And only you are left, and I am bent
In humble supplication and dignity
In the starry splendour of Judgement Day
In the beautiful wrath of your compassion
And the assurance of your exacting forgiveness
Liberation comes in a day
In the silent trumpets and fanfare of repentance

~Scio amo