Rage And Dust

Pouring light above our bed
(I) dance the fire-dance we made up with no fear, shake your tears
shake them off your skin…
as I step outside your gate
you re the freezing star that won t shine
with no sky, like the secret blue that
you hold inside…
wait till night… wait until light…
until the day will come alive
among our rage and dust
now the sun dies in your arms
and the heat undoes its own self
without sin, by your side…
with water-tongue I pray
wait till when… then till then…
until the rain will flow inside
and paint our names on rust
until the day we ll shine a light
among our rage and dust
until the rain will flow inside
and wash our names of rust
until the day we ll turn into light
until all rage is dust