Blow me the Dragon's Kiss
Blow me the dragon's kiss; char my pride.
Burn up the leavings of my dignity.
Strike match to flagrant kindling and deride,
and in a pyre consume my sanity.
Strap me to stake and stack high the fuel.
Immolate my pathos upon your hearth.
Melt down this ice cold misery and cruel
Comfort give me with crematory warmth.
But your fire does not fiercely burn
As one my wretch’d insane, sanguine heart
contains. In there the seething magma churns
Entranced, enslaved, ensorcell’d by lady’s art.
Torment I crave comes from but one spark
One incens-ed soul, One mistress dark.
Burn up the leavings of my dignity.
Strike match to flagrant kindling and deride,
and in a pyre consume my sanity.
Strap me to stake and stack high the fuel.
Immolate my pathos upon your hearth.
Melt down this ice cold misery and cruel
Comfort give me with crematory warmth.
But your fire does not fiercely burn
As one my wretch’d insane, sanguine heart
contains. In there the seething magma churns
Entranced, enslaved, ensorcell’d by lady’s art.
Torment I crave comes from but one spark
One incens-ed soul, One mistress dark.