Standing tall in the light
That bursts forth from my wounds
My mind is the sun
And my body the moon
Thought be the light of the stars
Fathomless and beyond my grasp
Beyond my grasp
A burning ritual, a sacred chase
Neverending ever twisting
Serpents ascending and sure to ensnare
But teeth never bare
But teeth never bare
Apollonian light
Bursting from every small seam
Quickly released from all of my wounds
Driven out by the darkest of needs
Dyionisian creed
Howl at the moon to remember the need
The blood is the rhythm
The hunger, the chase
Rip me from marshall embrace
Embers and jewels are one in the same
Founded by madmen caught in the flame
Beauty is found by delving in deep
Under rock and roots where secrets sleep
Heavy a burden may soon be found
Beneath the earth and the ground
In the ground
Standing tall in the light
That bursts forth from my wounds
My mind is the sun
And my body the moon