Was it you 'mid the fire and the ember? Were you there to bedevil and beguile? See, your face wasn't quite as I remember But I know that wicked shape to your smile
Bury me as it pleases you, lover At sea or deep within the catacomb But these bones never rested while living So how can they stand to languish in repose?
He has thrown down the cavalry As gravel sinks and as the stone founders underneath The sundered sea of red and reed The shadow of Hades is fading For he has cast down Leviathan The tyrant, and the horse, and rider
Where is your rider? Where is your rider?
He will hold with all of his might The armies of night Still as boulders laid to the side Till we pass by He has hoisted out of the mire Every child So lift your voice with timbrel and lyre
