Have I harvested, what I've sowed? Smelling the lilies and seeing the carcass I will put them to sleep Tonight, I will put them to sleep Stars will shine On the Archer Slit the wrists Bite the throat Feel my fingers Clutching See my eyes Burning It's all a lie I talk to them demons I have been shown the way Wandering and lost They will come to stay I might be lost forever I might be gone I might see the sun Where hereafter will belong Singing to the sun Singing to my son Weeping his song Purge me with poison And I shall be cleansed That my desired end may be effected through Thy strength The Conjuration of Fire, I am who dignified And when I comprehend the speech that was made unto me I understood That in me was the knowledge of all creatures, and no man is equal to me.