The absence of light
Your face the color of fear
A stitch in time
Won't take you away from here
I can smell the blood
Coursing through your veins
Like an animal
That cannot be tamed
No mortal can be saved
From suffering and desire
The wounded man can't separate
The hell from the fire
In a world of ash and crumbs
Delirious and numb
The Spirit will become
A cloud over the sanctuary
