Lily - Current 93

BreastNight: the lilies unfold

The mouth of the Moon kissed me

I looked face full into Him most beautiful pool

Souled in gold and grace

Diamond deep He spoke to me

CHRIST the MIRROR

Of All the First

The Fist and Sword

Swept BloodFace over Egypt

Slept in her millions of ages

Dreamed lions' faces

Held agate and sung like arcs

The SleepFace hung Stars

Trembling bit the hail and frost

In nights I shed smiles

Worshipped rhymes

Books of Law

Misrule killed angels

Conjured Nazareth out of mounds

Crept in twilight

England dreamt dead

Except in the keys

In the casket

The corn kept its secret