The Body

Fall into the death of the self
Rip it from the body
Calling me from the holy
The realms of light
Spitting in the face of dusk
Dying inside the story
Of all mankind

Ghost, come back to this shell of light
Come back to me

Curse the man who shuts his eye to the higher Sun
Pour out my life
I know I’ll die
Rip it from the body
If I can’t fall to my knees
Spitting in the face of dusk

I could never stare at the light
It’s not the same, you’re not the same, we’re not the people we were before
I can never let go of you
Not in the shame or in the wake of everything I have put you through

I won’t cower in silence
Not when I’ve got an axe to grind
For you to split my soul to life
So you can cut my teeth on the nails that shut my coffin closed

You will call to God with misery on your tongue