The Code - White Tryptych lyrics

Night limbs lean out to trace those long roots The many arteries of this forest And somewhere in its web I can find rest Feeling entirely all the fractures of this space It shines out on hunters in stasis Frozen in the membrane of night Rapt under the Moon's cool skin on earth And charged with purpose I trap a fragment An echo strapped in amber Moth-like and held from home You, then, are my reluctant tutor And through you I interpret the stark lunar stare The mad visitation Savour – fasting guardians of night A black watch on the heath stilled by low currents Grace – trickles of scent and heat Fissures affixed as petrified twine Bask – vain sepulchral hairs Whose blossom aches and huddles close Course – milk-light over hushed hearts And breath's crystal hung celestial For you the bellicose thorns wind Like secret serpents from light For you the players sway on a stage of alabaster Clasping their hands Clasping their hands Bold in rich cobalts From a bottomless well An amour of ivories Sutures of spell Don't fade in my prism I shall empty your book And deliver to midnight The majesty took Shine! Flood the fields deranged Silver-white stain It seeps to draw the wonder through the web To teeter at the edge For your gaze turns the cold stone And bears a monument out of waste For your dead walk ingrains Life with d**h And makes marvels of the gradients