Pyre

I am a child of god my fingers move the earth and yet
I cannot scrub the dirt beneath my nails
I beg forgiveness for the sins not yet committed
I am guilty for the crime of wanting

Still I reach for something higher
Something purer than desire
My materials in pyre
It's the purest lick of fire

Oh Gloria you know the way my spirit writhes
You know the monsters in my mind
And how they rip right through the wanting

And how my chest collapses
And how the rhythm of my heart in rapture
Palpitates beyond, it's haunting

Still I reach for something higher
Something purer than desire
My materials in pyre
It's the purest lick of fire

Still I reach for something higher
Something purer than desire
My materials in pyre
It's the purest lick of fire
My materials in pyre
It's the purest lick of fire

You come to me in silence
You come when I am rioting
My body bloody bare and beating on your door

It is a martyrdom the kingdom that will never come
The pleasure of the flesh collapsed to dust under my tongue



Credits
Writer(s): Melissa Goldstein
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