Honey from the Crag
Let your lantern be your pyre
Somethin’s comin’ from on high
Honeyed lips with teeth to spare
The earth bequeaths her summoned spell
There are tunnels underground
Veins for rivers yet to come
No aquatic cooling stream
Just molten rock and cleansin’ steam
I am the mountain that flickers from afar
Holding back the summit and sipping from the earth
My blood is the solvent in which all will dissolve
Pray for the lovers with all the unresolved