Lyrics

Shame is the presence pressed against me My weeping with hers Pour yourself into this miracle Our mania forbidding all forms of release, a tantalizing balm shared Shame is the presence pressed against me And pain is our most powerful magic It is the fearsome initiate who tests the merit of death, then praises the mystified spiritual totality A single vast gold air breathed out by beings Scatter misfortune To be cruel, you must be illuminated March onward to the disappearance of being and destruction of form I embrace you above all life The curse of forever with its beasts of possibility Preserved in their psycho-glory They are seers of the cycle of reincarnate necessity What is left to dream? That which is not, I will make myself We must bleed as payment for nature and reality misled Life now issued by nothingness instead Living while refusing life A rite instigated by the theatre of essence An invitation to destroy ourselves All are allowed their secrets