Paroles
Euphoria ignites
The mundane to sacred
Transfixed, mother's gold
Ignis! Rapturously
Silent, solemn litanies
Exchanging secrets for my flesh
All fire flees the kiln
Cradle. Empath. Sluice
Gentle kith
Tempered agony
Forfeits lain in mockery
Enswarthed emberous prey
I've known you in the depths
I have known you in the high places
All my rivers are glass to them
Look for me, I am already there
A ghost of the flock
Ghost of the flock