Demoniac Flow

There's a ferocious warmth
In lack of gesture
When it comes from below.
You hold me in a demoniac flow

The shade of you is ablaze
Scorching trench in your chest
I watch your grace in
An eclipsed mirror
The great canyon roars
Under me demoniac flow
The great canyon roars

Under the yoke of new voids
Settled on lost continents
In a gilded cage
In the frozen foreground

The shade of you is ablaze
Scorching trench in your chest
I watch your grace in
An eclipsed mirror
The great canyon roars
The great canyon roars