Emily Jane White - Infernal lyrics

A prick of rose’s thorn across the break
Across the morn
And I walk blindfolded into the wake
Into the storm and please avert your eyes
The dust it falls, the dust it lies
And in the fire’s claw incinerate
They burned them all

And in the bird’s eye view the fires bled
The fires grew
And we walk blindfolded feeling no
Trace of all we knew
And please avert your eyes
From earthly cracks, earthly cries
And in the final throw
Incinerate beauty we know

And she was a haven for me and
She was a haven for thee and she
A holy vessel breathes and you
Sit and watch her bleed
And you torched a hole in the sky
And you watched your earnings fly
And you sit there as she lies
In blood right before our eyes

And in the wake fires burn, fires take
And at the wake ashes fall, ashes forsake
And at the wake we will fall, we will ache
And at the wake we’ll recall beauty’s face