Crux

Refining emanation, observations cold

Illuminating fire, pale shades unfold

Til I once again find feeling within to shed my inert esse

Strike the wraith away

Show me I am more than shapes of who you see I am

Shell decaying

Elude and graze a reaching grave to die some other warm day

Circle rectangles in the earth

Cycle elucidation through my nerves

Vital primal native way

Submit my aura from shadow to flame

Circle, cycle, vital, primal shapes

Shades and shadows, pneuma in my veins

I can feel it in my veins

I can feel it