A mourning dove shimmering with beauty
Glistens in the morning's crisp ambiguity
The painful uncertainty that lies ahead
Causes the goddess to keep her head
Upon the remnants of love
She knows she must save the dying drug
Holding tight to the missing piece
Of the puzzle that will bring forth peace
Our world is losing its goddess of love
Love is flying away in the beak of a dove
Sailing through the air like Mercury
Leaving behind a veil of impurity
Nothing can be said nothing can be done
For our love has slipped away like a wayward son
Aphrodite stood for peace and love
Will we ever find that mourning dove?
Flowing throughout the crevice of life
Trying hard to escape a world in its twilight
A place so blind that it can't even see
The very thing that makes it bleed
As she glides over death's walls
She watches as darkness crawls
Imprinting the image of a broken society
On the burnt walls of a haunted reality
And as she watches the world unravel
She begins to set forth further in travel
Venturing through the sea of skies
Hoping she can escape the endless lies
Aphrodite once rose from the foam of the sea
Born from the pain of severed seed
From pain love was born
Giving birth to a world forever torn
Although her lust and beauty was clear to see
Was she all that she seemed to be?
Or like the world which we now inhabit
Was darkness her inner habit?
Today our eyes see what they can hardly believe
Hand crafted metal coming forth from the sea
Beauty on the outside death waiting within
Is this the world we choose to live in?
Will darkness crawl upon our infected souls?
And set fire to the boundless coals
Or could an answer lie beyond our haunted reflection?
Shimmering in the eyes of a faceless complexion?
Will we ever find that mourning dove?
Will we ever find that fleeing love?
Or will we hide behind our blinded eyes
Forever infested with our tantalizing lies