give me to drink of the fluid
that disintegrates
and lend me the sweet balm and blessing
of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe
oh, Lethe
hold me near, unravel the stars
as i speed through the heavens
i speed through the night
for you are my blade and my rope
you are my
you are my Lethe
you are my own

in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart
to severe, to puncture the memories that burn
let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain
your talonlike fingers to kill me again

-in currents of cobalt you storm through my heart
(to severe, to puncture)- to severe, to puncture
-(the memories that burn)- the memories that burn
-let sweep through the arteries in sharp stabs of pain-
-(your talonlike fingers)- your talonlike fingers
-(to kill me again)- to kill me again
and again, and again and again
steal me, invade me, and charge me again
and again, and again and again
for i burn and i shudder
burn with each movement of...

so, cleansed through a floodlight
i appear, renewed and reforged
caressed by the sweet balm and blessing
of forgetfulness, empty and strong
Lethe

hold me near, my one friend and guide
as i drown through your fingers
drown through your love
for you are the life that i hate
you are my
you are my

drag me down, in passionate sighs
with the ocean above me
and flames in my eyes
and grant me a life i can live

take me away...
take me away...

...from the life that i hate