Come to Me

Come to Me

Black and red come to me
Black and red I cry
Do not hide your powers still
Me do not deny
Black and red come to me
As the darkness in the sky
Black and red come to me
Your powers not to hide
Black and red come to me
As my crimson tears rain from my eyes
As all the blood spilled
And the despair of all the years
And the Saints all martyred all for spite
Black and red come to me
Winter is looming near
As the fall breeze blows
And the deceiful stories are told
Black and red come to me
Let your powers be known
Black and red flow through me
Through despair and lost allure
Black and red flow through me
Thy power shalt be my cure
As the darkness looms ahead
And as the moon wanes near
Black and red come to me
Revel in my lack of fear
Black and red come to me
All is never not for naught
Black and red come to me
Giveth unto me what I have sought
Black and red come to me
May thy power ever be strong and true
Black and red come to me
For I cometh now unto you