Glittered gold, angelic light,
glimmers through the darkest night,
guiding those who feel its might,
down the path of hope and right.
Silver haze, a cloudy mist,
enclosed within a mortal kist,
confusing those who cannot see,
the ways of peace and destiny.
Warm embrace, a sacred hold,
encased against demonic cold,
saving those who know its name,
from that dark eternal shame.
Shadow cast, unholy cloud,
appears to all a deathly shroud,
calling those who must repent,
and save their souls from dark descent.