The Hive

I have washed you with river stones from the sacred earth
I have died inside and found in you a second birth
I have slid down the cavernous mouth of the waterslide
I have emerged from underground labyrinthine tides

I have imagined a cold white planet
Where we could hide

I have sucked out the red dye of the spider's sting
I have sewn in darkness patterns of butterfly wings
I have driven the black hordes back through the winds of my mind
I have scattered the fallow seeds for you to find

I have sickened and lost the visions
That kept me whole and alive
I have risen, delivered from the hive
For you my radiant one
For you my radiant one

I have washed you with river stones from the sacred earth
I have died inside and found in you a second birth
I have slid down the cavernous mouth of the waterslide
I have emerged from underground labyrinthine tides

I have imagined a cold white planet
Where we could hide

I'll be running through the prisms of your dreams
I'll be running through the prisms of your dreams
I'll be running through the prisms of your dreams
I'll be running through the prisms of your dreams
I'll be running through the prisms of your dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Todd Drogy
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