Bluehorses - Tantric Messia lyrics

Out of the darkness, Reflections of the past He'll weave your hair with ribbons And to the water cast He'll give you light and vision And keep your body young Give voice to human wanting And free the setting sun Look to the fire You'll have a quiet mind And Drifting through the crimson Salvation you shall find Though many have been harmed by speech, Through thinking, few or none The rolling mist will hide you, Into the flames you run Tangled in wire, the Tantric Messiah, He lives Down by the sea Tangled in wire, the Tantric Messiah, He lives Down by the sea Under the ashes The crystal of a dream Can only serve to cleanse you And keep your mirror clean Both back and side go bare, go bare, Both foot and hand go cold The Western wind is dank with foam, The hagstone's touch is old.