Burn from Terns by Air Loom

i have built a house, on shifting desert sand
nothing grows around here, this is barren land
put it in your hand, hold it if you can
faith, like love, is blind

burn it up, tear it up, smash it up, break it up, blow it up
give it up, rip it up shoot it up, shake it up, throw it up
build it up, pick it up, start it up, wake it up keep it up
do it up, hand it up, spark it up, light it up, burn it up

i have sailed my ship, on a dry and empty sea
no blood or water here, waves of what will be
crashing over me, given up in one
dream, of floating, free

i have made my fire, in a land of shining ice
burning fiercely cold, a frozen paradise
lights a sacrifice, ignites a pure life
flash, in strange, delight

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