Trip Shakespeare Spirit
And the gate fell open
And the gate fell open
Wide to the casket chain
Silver and white
Now the blameless ovens
All the blameless ovens
Bake at the earthly blood
And smoke will rise
You can hear
Hear the river rise
You can hear
Long was the life
Spirit comes to heaven
Spirit comes to heaven
Far from the marble door
Long was the life
You will hold a weapon
You will hold a weapon
Cold at the throat of want
Silver and white
