Zada

I ask for a name, to shame your dull life, don't think me insane, your consoling groans, taste sweeter than wine, pity's not in my home, where do such lies lay, you dance in time, whispering your evasions, silent in your bones, between you and the night, guards shout all aboard, this roaring train, brings us to the fire, makes me spit like rain, I'll make you atone, without troubling Aquinas, teach you how to love , dwell in burning flames, praise our holy bond, let illusions crave, bound by wire.