A mystic tune

A mystic tune

For let it ring outlet in still, Belldandy
a shrill thought of flurry way up high
I wear my garner, velvet briefs upon the night sky
and I sing to to you
I fly...

Let the goddess of the Roses reign down in Heaven
from futures passage to Death Magnifique
a voyage of roses from upon hear, to the glaze of the Maiden Kiss
in which the apple called Atom emerges from her greenery, left hand
red of color and beautiful Knowledge of the Doubt that hangs across it.
Let the goddess, Peorth, hold true to these beliefs:
to be self-knowledgeable and to show and display her limits in pure sympathy with her creator
and god-fairymon, Lucifer, within her.
To know her own doubts and sorrows,
to know her own limitations and duties and religious pieties and
religious obsessions to perfect herself to moral duty and the law of the
Church and the family.
To know her virtue and values, her value, and her Stand-alone complex with
Rei Ayanami,
to know her thoughts and morals and continue to speak only when spoken to,
to treat others with respect regardless of belief or status,
and to look down and her and up and herself, for she is Man and man
is Woman. Amen.