Sacrosanct

And through the night
And to a morning bright
Rise from sleep
And from the cross we keep

Turns the Earth
Movements that break a curse
Sight and sound
This touch that we have found
And I taste the salt upon your skin

Comes the fading day
Amongst the faults we’ve lain
In your breaking dawn
Falls then the tower, gone

Comes the fading day
Lightens a path we’ve traced
From the breaking dawn
Rings now a grateful song

Sings the crow
Our songs that melt the snow
Cries the wolf
Echoes that ring a truth

Turns the Earth
Movements that break a curse
Sight and sound
This touch that we have found
And I taste the salt upon your skin

Of the codes we keep
The spoils we reap
Sacrosanct, of other worlds