Honeysuckle - Current 93

Redbreasted the honey night

In your eyes

A maze of breathing samphire

Sea grasping my heart

In the anxious night

I woke up lost

On no plane

Horns or Teeth

Drift for my naked face

On ded train time

Stripped back to the real me

Rock that grew from bone said

«Have you truly heard

The night burst open?

Have you truly seen

The inner Star?

Have you truly placed

Lip and finger

Into the HoneySuckle heart

Over the kissed mountain?

Have you heard the hand at the door?

Seen the lantern burn through the pane?»