Burn Me, I Thirst for Fire - Sabbath Assembly

Silence

The moon ceases her path in the air

The Will

It stealeth like a thief

Hold onto me with the need to be forgotten

Enter my life with the stillness of the tomb

A finger on the trigger like one grabs at love gone rotten

More than death my eyes now see

The maiden descends

To the bloodstain on the stage

The risk in her fear

A bullet shot with rage

A thimble of priest’s tears nourishes my lover’s garden

Through this life-death force with my scars at the gate

The game is mere seduction like a flower quickly trodden

Star-crossed hellish child, my nemesis

The maiden descends

To the bloodstain on the stage

The risk in her fear gone away

With this she comes of age

Around me flame, within me, death!

Holy Saints and Martyrs

Why do your relics turn to dust

Beneath my feet

As I trod down a path to ruin?

Burn me, I thirst for fire

And on these bright red wings

I’ll take you higher

How long will you hide Lord?

Oh these chains of memory never rust

Now at all times I can see in my mind’s eye

The unsatisfaction in faces like rain-beaten stones

All their eyes fixed they are hoping to find

Uncontrollable mystery lurking in these human bones

Now silence ends and the moon waxes so sweetly

As I fly through the air reality grows faint

My finger on the trigger like one clings to love in heaven

A hole inside me — winds converge

The maiden descends

To the bloodstain on the stage

And I look to the light in the air

The red wings spread in despair