Towering pine Sentinels of ash and loam In the glory of their bleeding shadows I am made whole Cloaked in strength Bathed in sorrow Vessel of spirit Blood of the stars Come to me now Carnal and longing In the blackness of night I am made whole Undying nocturnal womb Orange and violet bleeding Beneath the weeping Moon Nocturnal tears fall softly Her tameless shadows bloom Cloaked in strength Bathed in sorrow Vessel of spirit Blood of the stars Come to me now Carnal and longing In the blackness of night I am made whole Undying nocturnal womb Reborn in the light of the Moon