Funeral Pyre Song

Lyrics

I have the wings of a moth The body of a snake and a tourniquet of cloth Cutting off the current flowing down my spinal wire I have the wings of a hawk A body broken on the pavement, drawn around with chalk There's skid marks on the driveway and blood on the tires I hope you stay up at night And remember what you did to me Down your back a frisson of fright Hold the ocean-glass to your eyes and see The fire that rages in your wiring I held a match to your veins and lit the tar in your blood The fire that eats your dying shriveled soul This is what you get for never letting me grow old Mother, father, sister, brother Keep watch at my grave Your vigil helps calm me Calms the eternal flame I know that I'm trickling out into the snow And getting absorbed into the earth But don't mourn when I fade away I'll die one last time But this time will be quiet The eternal flame will be passed on To a weeping woman Weeping, for her child is gone I knew this day would come The day your cathedral came crashing down before your eyes You're empty, devoid of love Choking on the ashes of what used to be a heart I will swallow you whole With the fire inside my soul It doesn't hurt to die...