Ephemera (The Hierophant)

Blindingly, your luminous aura
The insects plague the soil in the garden of eden
Your truth is white cause you call it so
And your craft‘s just white because you call it so

There’s no colors in witchery
No saints without mistery
Your treacherous hands won‘t drag me down no more

I refuse to feel small cause you think small
I refuse to feel small cause you think small
You’re the only truth you preach

I‘ll hide right under the moonlight
I‘ll hide right by the styx alone
Down in hell is where you find me
Down, down, down, down

I refuse to feel small cause you think small
I refuse to feel small cause you think small