I wanted to take you
From those robes to feel the cold
Undressing the blessings feels
Like my afterlife
I go on yet on that night
I went down with the lights
Somehow, over and over I go on
They carried me out
When the lights went out
I'm over. I wanted to keep you
But I was told you'd grown
Too old for someone
Who stayed young by bleeding light
My afterlife is black and cold