It Took The Night To Believe

perverted within a viewing

standing alone

it took the night to believe

the beacon lingers

come to grasp

to the edge of orion

repeatedly defiling the wind's daughter

cry yourself to ash

a perfect silhouette

what is destroyed by fire

the withering egg

dialates full

unnourished

in salutations of crescent eye

vibrate

cry yourself to ash

believe

vibrate

a perfect silhouette

defile

vibrate

the withering egg

believe

vibrate

cry yourself to ash

believe

vibrate

cloak thyself

defile

vibrate

cry yourself to ash

a perfect silhouette

vibrate

it took the night to believe