Honey from the Crag


Let your lantern be your pyre

Somethin’s comin’ from on high

Honeyed lips with teeth to spare

The earth bequeaths her summoned spell

There are tunnels underground

Veins for rivers yet to come

No aquatic cooling stream

Just molten rock and cleansin’ steam

I am the mountain that flickers from afar

Holding back the summit and sipping from the earth

My blood is the solvent in which all will dissolve

Pray for the lovers with all the unresolved

Listen to the Song

Whiston & Warmack