J. Englishman Pure (When The Fire Comes)
Bow down before her and bleed at her alter
Feel this world's weight
Lift from my shoulders
When the fire comes
I will endure
And when the fire comes
I will be pure
Broken, twisted
She lifts me from ashes
Orpheus risen
And bathed in her kisses
When the fire comes
I will endure
When the fires comes
I will be pure
Sarasvati here for the moment
Teases with blessings blessings
Then leaves me in torment
But 'till she returns
I will endure
And when she returns
I will be pure
When the fire comes
I will endure
When the fire comes
I will be pure
When the fire comes
When the fire comes
When the fire comes
When the fire....
