Does the night call for you at dawn?
Does it still call when it's gone?
Am I there to crawl up to my feet and answer?
And evoke the holder of the lightning scepter?
A chance to grow whole by breaking
A kernel cracks in order to start aching
Is it even up to me to falter?
To delude myself and live without bother?
I am the act of life, supposedly its seeker
Chasing the fire as the uttermost preacher
I must let go of the grip and faithfully slide
Show me your impious ways to which I abide
I dove into my own desires, to where it grows
Lived by its doctrine, too reluctant to let go
On a stage set for fractured wings to rot
And to harvest the light, it took all I've got
I see a snare around my neck in the shadow
With the rope seemingly tight
I stand alone in a cosmic meadow
That hovers over the night
The world dwelt in us
We only had our bodies to give
Crowned with transcendental lust
Embedded in something I can't outlive
I was your anointed vassal by Saturn sworn,
Longing for a solution to be reborn
I have sacrificed myself too many times
Yet this time I will surely die
...and fade into bliss
To contemplate the value of living;
I've measured the meaning of strife
We parted ways and ways still to part
Forever a higher self at heart
At the coast of an unyielding cry
A lover blended a senseless goodbye
And set sail from a deserted bay
Into the arms of an unchaste grave