Have thine eyes fallen upon a dying glory?
O thy temptress pierce thine heart
With thy poison arrow and fill thee cup
With thy sacred blood
Poureth thy blood over the soil
And a tree shall grow
And root and limb will bleed life over a barren Earth
A union of life and death
In a consecration of the divine flesh
We breath lust
Our movement shakes the Earth
As beauty fades away
A solemn prayer heard in the wind
Rustles the grass and trees
The winds song will enchant us all
As she spreads her legs
And the water pours into
The parched throat of the Earth
Filling pools of memories
Of a dying past
Have thine eyes fallen?
Fallen upon death?
As beauty fades away
