Dying

Nightfires burning in the grave
burning, burning, burning
Erstwhile lover venom spits
burning, burning, burning
Lurid evening hints decay
burning, burning, burning

Rising sun to damn the pits
shining, shining, shining
Lighted pyres of the sane
shining, shining, shining
Lighthouse shimmers through the slits
shining, shining, shining

Heart is opening again
bleeding, bleeding,bleeding
Breathing like a new-born child
bleeding, bleeding, bleeding
Ever beating a refrain
bleeding, bleeding, bleeding

Set adrift, the soul grows wild
living, living, living
Loom is spinning gilded thread
living, living, living
Making light with wicked guile
living, living, living