I am falling Carded wool and eiderdown Muted hues in the resonant ghost of you My words drift Shadow soft before the deluge Of an angry sky I pray for rain Even though I cower under cover of your grace Myriad tears from heaven broken Etch the epitaph and rune stones Twist the light to brazen Blanched in acid Your brilliance blinds me Sunlight spilled on fallow ground I am soaked to the marrow Weathered and weary An the abyss whispers ever closer Embrace the profane till the flesh burns ashen Nati sumus solus et nos solus perire Deo autem non est sine interiori lumine You follow me sombrous through the maelstrom Trade my hueless soul For the ecstasy of light In raptu lumine vestit me
we are born alone and we die alone Without God there is no internal light Clothe me in the ecstasy of light