Cleansed in Fire - Pyroxene

Don’t be afraid

Climb to the spire

Remove all your clothes

And let me cleanse you in fire

Empty your mind

I’ll make it clear

Forget all your life

And all you hold dear

Look to the sky

Spit in the wind

You gave birth to lightning

Now mortal redeem

And then there’s lust

Oh, that sin from within

Once you’ve mastered this art

May the cleansing begin

Woe, my agent born of sin

As you dive into your hell within

My hatred burns like kerosene

Look for answers from within

My hatred burns like kerosene

Look for the answers from within

The Second Coming was a lie

Ask no questions if you die

When you die

As you die

Arise from the flames

Quench your desire

Of pain and salvation

Then cleanse me in fire

Arise from the flames

Be at my side

Burning desire

Cleansed in fire

Look in the mirror

I know what you see

Your own reflection

Your own enemy

Your ritual’s over

Before me arise

Be strong and relentless

As you ascend to the stars

The ritual’s over

My gain, your defeat

With your death, my master

Is the cleansing complete?