Dance with the Deceased

I shed my flesh to be with you
I make my bed so you can lay there too
Exquisite presentation
stripper of skin
Candlelit mass
the choir begins
Behind the pulpit
chanting his name
Sacred the dance
opening his grave
Sweet mothers heirloom
restoring our pain
Gift of deaths promise
our fathers shame
Scoured the secret
hid for so long
This eve this ritual
arise to the song