the living and the dead
Jack and Edie, lying across my bed,
Flying high like the spirits of the dead.
The living and the dead, the living and the dead.
Our Lady of Sorrows and the long, dark night.
How many candles could I light
For the living and the dead, the living and the dead?
What's that black smoke rising, Jack, is the world on fire?
What's that distant singing, is it a heavenly choir
Of the living and the dead, the living and the dead?
--Jolie Holland
Lorn was an immortal fanged cobra goddess, expelled from the golden heavens. What had been a passion for war and destruction in the empyrean became a lust for blood on earth...
