Fuego Cayendo - This Ascension

He wanted to steal her

Away, spend the hours

Blissful

Old echoes, betrayal

He says he can’t help

How he feels

He ought to, he ought to

Confront it in it’s guise

A vision of summer

The fire’s gone from my eyes

Kill them with a smile

How could a friend be so unkind?

Awkward thing to invite

Longing

It’s simple, the settling

It subsides

I thought I once held you

While you cried

The little things

I try to hide

The pain

Makes me feel alive

Kill them with a smile

How could a friend be so unkind?

Awkward thing to invite

Longing

Rest in me, rest in me

A kind of sanctity

Wanting three things

Tumbling through your mind

Rest in me, rest in me

A deliverance

Where no words are needed

Cares denied