The Briar Fields: Trial By Fire
In the wilderness of love and anarchy
I found you robbing a missionary
Of all his robes and violent machinery
And I stared at you, afraid to smile
And you stared back for a little while
On Prometheus's stone I pledged my love
Drawing the sword, licking the blood
But remorse was written in the fiendish stars above
In the misty valley we secretly wed
And with youthful dreams we were well fed
Till impatient fate took off her velvet glove
(Chorus)
In your cloud lagoon it first occurred
I fell into your pale orchard
With the strings cut from my parachute...
I came of age an honest liar
And found my heart... through trial by fire
Our pillows, like tea bags, soaked with tears
Brewing discontent and ticking fears
While we bowed our heads as the dining room cleared
As the hands displayed the hour late
I realized the time had come I hate
And we set about to butchering each other's ears
With time we broke into a truce
And lived in mutual misuse
Sleeping on so much unspoken abuse
And when you slept walked to the balcony
I saw a chance at last to be set free
But my heart just wouldn't let me cut you loose
(Repeat chorus)
On the rigor mortis arms of your savage prince
Hang these robes of your mock repentance
Stripped away to pay the bridge troll his expense
And now vultures sit upon my arms
And the wilderness fades into farms
I'm still petrified by your naked presence
I came of age an honest liar
And found my heart... through trial by fire
Oh...
I came of age an honest liar
And found my heart... through trial by fire
Oh...
Through trial by fire
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