As the candles burn

As I climb ever higher down my rope of dark desire

I see a storm a comin' and the rain is on fire...



A slipknot, taut, suffocating my soul

My body reacts violently, out of control

Uncontrolled chaos seeping deep within my mind

I can peer inside my heart, and it's sadness that I find

Madness shows a future where I don't grow to be old

Icy blue fire, and it burns my soul cold

A tisket, a tasket, a flame-engulfed casket

lowered in the ground inside a sturdy wicker basket

Dirty is the dirt that I begin to inhale

Consumed by the earth, I see a birth, I hear a wail

The soft cries of a stranger, a baby dressed in goat hide

It's the release of the devil... the devil inside

Abomination...castration...performed by his own hand

He grabs me by the throat and screams a single command

"Bow down before me, and I will release you from this place"

Dangling in the air, I cried out for God's grace

and in that silent moment, inside a silent dream

I heard a silent whisper coming from a silent scream

Just before I collapsed, as my world was turning black...

"I hear your cries, child, and I'm taking you back

Your life is in my hand and I'm not finished with you, son

So let it be written, so let it be done"

So I write by candlelight of life past and life anew

and as the candles burn, the flames turn blue