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