Burn Me, I Thirst For Fire

Silence
The Moon ceases her path in the air
The Will
It stealeth like a thief

Hold onto me with the need to be forgotten
Enter my life with the stillness of the tomb
A finger on the trigger like one grabs at love gone rotten
More than death my eyes now see

The maiden descends
To the bloodstain on the stage
The risk in her fear
A bullet shot with rage

A thimble of priest’s tears nourishes my lover’s garden
Through this life-death force with my scars at the gate
The game is mere seduction like a flower quickly trodden
Star-crossed hellish child, my nemesis

The maiden descends
To the bloodstain on the stage
The risk in her fear gone away
With this she comes of age

Around me flame, within me, death!

Holy Saints and Martyrs
Why do your relics turn to dust
Beneath my feet
As I trod down a path to ruin?

Burn me, I thirst for fire
And on these bright red wings
I’ll take you higher

How long will you hide Lord?
Oh these chains of memory never rust

Now at all times I can see in my mind’s eye
The unsatisfaction in faces like rain-beaten stones
All their eyes fixed they are hoping to find
Uncontrollable mystery lurking in these human bones

Now silence ends and the Moon waxes so sweetly
As I fly through the air reality grows faint
My finger on the trigger like one clings to love in heaven
A hole inside me winds converge

The maiden descends
To the bloodstain on the stage
And I look to the light in the air
The red wings spread in despair