Skeleton - The Phoenix Foundation

Fertilize the garden of the lights

And water these seeds of light

The earth is warm and ready for the taking

So shed your clothes

And dance around the pole

Raise these children on pesticides

To keep the worms at bay

And the earth is moist and glistening

So shed your clothes

And dance around the pole, it’s may

And in the fields the bodies have been burning

Since yesterday and I hope that soon mine will turn

Now my soul is pure, lock me up in dreams?

And the gods will be appeased, tonight

And shed my skin

The vessels we live in are dead

And in the fields my body is burning

Away from here and I hope, my dear

That in the fields my body

Is still yearning for yesteryear

So shed your skin

My ashes on the wind are dust