When the Abyss sings out its siren song

Sweet harmonies of amber oblivion

I find an earthly tether in your words

When Temptation weaves madness through my mind

Calling softly with a lovers voice

Your touch keeps me firmly grounded in grace

When the need to cast off these royal robes

Becomes an infants cry within my soul

Your simple acts of love and kindness

Crown me once again

              - Chris Getz