My end and my essence What when the light leaves my eyes? What of me without my pain? What does it mean to reanimate? Can a painting exist without its paint? Me and meanness I go as long as I can before I submit To the truth that I know But won't admit Though I try I can't escape The allegory of a cave Will some book ever close? And reach the last refrain Where I wax and wane Or remain the same Return to the ocean Fan into flame I may be Just a bitch in heat But I'll spend my blood On a baby not yet there In hope I can conceive Will some book ever close? And reach the last refrain Where I wax and wane Or remain the same Return to the ocean Fan into flame The wild thyme unseen The opaque unease If to be warmed I must freeze In my end is my beginning Reanimation's the death of me Not lost but requiring