Burning Myrrh Lyrics

Six trees sit beneath six arches
In a glass wrought armory, obsidian
Scavenging for firelight, hobbling
In the ruins of a pillory, crumbling
Heart moved like dead leaves
Run raw with intolerance

Sand bubbling to glass

Time spent in aberrance

Cavern is empty

Doorway is shut

Land is in love

Mingled with grief

A billowing cataract on a long polished gem

Joints scream, stone boils from within

A Silmaril clutched underneath permafrost

Machines whirr, lonely dig belies the cost

A sigh of vapor rises amongst floral haze

Haunted arches resting soft betwixt their gaze

Cavern is empty (Cold without meaning)

Doorway is shut (Forever sealed)

Land is in love (Heart moved like dead leaves)

Mingled with grief (Union of aching)

Weeping ghost

Living warmth

Glowing blind

Pit of despair

Weeping ghost

Living warmth

Glowing blind

Pit of despair