Kiaro - Beeswax Lyrics

Another dip in the beeswax
To build back up a wick
That's lit too many flames
Taken too many names
To list at the monastery doors
Unending unrest
At the seat, in the heat
Of an altar to nobody's God
Burn the excess dead skin
With the light at the end of the tunnel
What's a tunnel if not hollow?
Crumbled wax leading back to the host
Make a trail to the cloisters to no avail

Here's a recipe
Two gallons of liquid wax
A teaspoon of sugar
A dash of cayenne
The blood of a frog
Filtered through cheese cloth
A broken mirror
And two table settings at the banquet

Wash yourself of empty spaces
Leave no holes
For the wind to blow through
Wash yourself of empty spaces
Leave no holes
For the wind to blow through
Leave no holes
For the wind to blow through
Wash yourself of empty spaces
Leave no holes
For the wind to blow through

Burn the excess dead skin
With the light at the end of the tunnel
What are you when you're left unfilled?
A wickless candle unlit
Crumbled wax
Crumbled wax
Crumbled wax

Wash yourself
Wash yourself
Wash yourself
Wash yourself

Leave no holes
For the wind to blow through