Demoniac Flow

There's a ferocious warmth In lack of gesture When it comes from below. You hold me in a demoniac flow The shade of you is ablaze Scorching trench in your chest I watch your grace in An eclipsed mirror The great canyon roars Under me demoniac flow The great canyon roars Under the yoke of new voids Settled on lost continents In a gilded cage In the frozen foreground The shade of you is ablaze Scorching trench in your chest I watch your grace in An eclipsed mirror The great canyon roars The great canyon roars