Midnight Crown

In the ruins of a burning city, Where the echoes fade like rain,

I still hear your voice inside me, Soft as ashes, calling my name.

Every street is cold and silent, Every window turned to stone, But our love

survived the fire, Like a ghost that won’t let go. And the night

falls like a curtain, On a world that’s lost its light…

Wear my love like a midnight crown, When the last star’s falling down.

Hold me in the dying glow, Where the silent angels go. If tomorrow never

comes, Let our hearts be beating drums — In the dark