Slow Spirit

Seeker with the black feather In a coven with the underworld Don't sing Let it sing you By candlelight and silence As the oil divides A succession of small deaths That keep you from killing yourself I am no one I am no one I am a slow spirit Infinitely divided Before the mad god of the old regime Was writing journals to burn the world And R. Seeker never said a thing All the poems he could not escape Bouncing echoes in a cave Don't sing Let it sing you I am no one I am no one I am a slow spirit Infinitely divided I am no one I am no one I am a slow spirit Planted in everyone Seeker with the dawn feather And the pendulum in swing Every sorrow has a season Like winter has a spring Don't be alarmed if it's your neighbour The devil has his ways One day everything happens And no one gets away I am no one I am no one I am a slow spirit Infinitely divided I am no one I am no one I am a slow spirit Planted in everyone