Sun, I Come To See You For

Behind A Veil, Unseen Yet Present, I Was The Forceful Soul That Moved This Mighty Body.

And Do You Count For Nothing God Who Fights For Us?

She Wavers, She Hesitates; In One Word — She Is A Woman.

This Innocence Begins To Weigh Me Down.

Vice, Like Virtue, Grows In Small Steps, And No True Innocence Can Ever Fall At Once To Deepest Guilt.