I built my temple from splinters and bones
Blue feathers and gold dust
Lit a flame where the silence feasts
I said, "Come to me slow, like a prophecy
Written in the stars

I thought to myself:
Fire does not cast a shadow
And I
I only needed a spark

The greatest sin was silence
When my hunger begged to be seen
I try to speak
Even if it kills me
I ask for you, to do the same
Just don't let it die inside you

I've been listening through damnation, with mercy closing
her eyes
She's asking me to be brave

The greatest gift was wanting
More than flesh
More than blood

Come lie with me in the ashes
Let the fire dance

I ask for a spark
Not the weight of holy law
I've made peace with the bliss
The joker and I
we shared a breath
He touched my lips
and called it death

I warned him.

And still
The gravest sin I've known
Was loving with the fear of being alone
("You must love in such a way that the person feels free")
Listen to me
I carved prayers in the tongue of the dead,
On walls only scorpions read
Teach me how to rise from pieces...

So come.
Come slowly - soft as rain
Come quiet - break the skin
Come find me in the ruins

Burn me

One more time
Again

And i pray
That if a spark still lives in me
Let it rise
Even if no one sees