straining all in longing through continents of dust all is forgotten and helpless as a sun goes up in the night a buried son for your desolated heart we re reaching backwards you took a cloven bow to slit your tender veins oh how we laughed clambering up like a drowning child and you drink me in the furrows of pain once the seed is cast on the field of night and i m yours beyond recall a buried son for your desolated heart we re reaching backwards you took a cloven bow to slit your tender veins oh how we laughed pour through your mouth love and stars go out like little eyes well up with tears i am serene as satan comes in yearning rifts where i may die the brink persuades she holds a horses head the cunt of coal is my loving grave i shall be there when the light is swallowed and the trumpets of heaven are open sewers you are the naked youth at the ladder of hell you are the corpse that comes in grass and gold deep through the gardens to lend a key free your pale steed within me and immerse your clouds of stone all this is killed and made perfect as the sun goes out in my eyes a buried son for your desolated heart we re reaching backwards you took a cloven bow to slit your tender veins oh how we laughed