Pacify
Me O Lord
For I Have reached the end
Of my rope
This time
Perch me on the highest sky-rise
And give wind to my wings
Thrust my arms into cruciform
As I swan-dive towards the earth
Into the source of wisdom
Into the morning sun
I will be but a distant memory
Of Faustian hated ones
Into the source of wisdom
Into the morning sun
Perch me on the highest sky-rise
And give wind to my wings
Thrust my arms into cruciform
As I swan-dive towards the earth