Embrace those divine hands and sit Cocoon in the breath of our fire Embrace our warmth Share in this momentary laughter Sing its praise Come sit around this fire Comes rest your woes Wayfarer, let them guide you From where only loss awaits Place yourself on the pyre And join us in our dance Where is the voice Where is the sound Where is the whisper Bring us he who lifts their mouth Brings us he who takes copper from their eyes Atone, and collapse Gabriel sound your horn Bless our souls
