Sun burning high above
What have you seen
Of heaven, O fallen Queen
To consume us with love
So unbearably beautiful as such-
Empires crumble at the touch
Of the edge of You,
My Sacred Flaming dove,
Preaching Insanity
Where once was humanity
Preaching fear to the brave
Life in my comatose grave,
I am the only one
Who endures your sun
I am your messenger
To melt a world of ice
To preach along your vice
I am from your ashes
As you rise from my gashes
I live in your heart alone
You Live in my every bone
A Goddess, A Slave,
Above all the Devil in feathers
Playing the lute of what we crave
The word, the broken neck,
The kiss, the feminine wreck,
The burning leather.
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