RUBEDO

Pulse
Impulse
Bone beating skin
The Drummer of Life
Spins the wheel of time
From the thread of memory

Blood on fire
Belly blazing bright
Lips petals tight
Consumed by her desire

Pulse
Impulse
Bloom in carnation
The Dancer of Life
Spins the wheel of time
Wishing to rush the season

The full moon knows
The wailing of her womb
Days when the Weaver of Life
Burns burns burns
In rivers of crimson
Scarlet and vermilion.