Song for the Dead

She sings for the dead, only

Drawing down the moon, slowly

Those who walk through the fire

Must return

Bless those who blessed us

Sing hymns for your dead

Surrender to it

Pray to lift your light

She walks in magic, slowly

Sings the songs of love only

And then we all fall freely

Bless those who blessed us

Sing hymns for your dead

Surrender to it

Pray to lift your light