Mourning Star
O bright morning star, how cold you seem
Far removed from the world’s joys, hates, and fears
But surely to shine so bright,
Needs demand you must be.
I grieve for you.
Mourning Star
O bright morning star, how cold you seem
Far removed from the world’s joys, hates, and fears
But surely to shine so bright,
Needs demand you must be.
I grieve for you.