In this desert silence

With just a gaze
Send me away from fire.
Oh soul cry for days alot.
Just to return for hire.

Oh quite soul, your pride exposed.
Your breasts revealed to strangers

Touch the robe, in differnt times,
Touch the silence in the fire,
Oh quite soul, and morn.
With ashes in your hair.

Quite soul, the darkness burns
The lights of pain the lights of earth.
Where the worm never dies,
Oh quite Soul.
To feel the heat of sunlight.