Hunger

The Night tempts my soul to shed this fragile shell
Your bones whisper their enchanted secrets
Promises of sanctified delights the neters prove pale

Myths from primeval shores play in your fire
The light from burning ancient texts wither at your will
Fearless forest denizens praise your hallowed pyre

I cling to your skirts shrouded in starry tombs
Hungry for the cosmic crumbs my humanity can digest
~~Thy Daughter