Pour down upon me
Clean my body
Of misery
When the days come
The red sky falls
I will be ready
I will be done
Burn me to ash
Let me cleaned
Of my desires
Let me be purified
Lift me upon the pyre
And light the match
Let me be
The sacrifice
The lamb
For the slaughter
Although I am not pure
Although I am flawed
My soul has fled
My body is ready
Azrael has given me
His kiss
I am willing
I am able
I will not resist
Take me now
