Lux Interna - Wounded Stag lyrics

Your Words are fire and honey Spoken in the voice of the Wounded Stag No hunter shall trap the flesh that feeds All In a night as black as forests By means of entrails and birds and stars Held out on an olive branch Encrusted with souls Singing with Lazarus of strange mornings Singing with Lazarus of new awakenings Singing with Lazarus of strange mornings Singing with Lazarus of new awakenings (singing) Come to me come to me come Take my torn flesh as Your dress Come to me come to me come It's Your Name I confess It's Your Name I confess * * * I saw You once when I was a child Deep in Your forest of night You were cracking open these stars To write with black fire on white I do not dare to speak of these things: The Letters, the Name, and the Bright Come to me in Your thicket of night Written in black fire on white