Heathens - Port Noir

The sweat drips from my elbows,

This is the road that holds me.

Just strip me from my skin

And cleanse me clean like heathens.

The sun slips from my shoulders,

Are you the shade that calls me in?

I'll take my place upon that rock,

Let me find what it's like to be free.

Take this husk and turn it into warmth.

I'm lit up, I can see the embers flare.

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

Just burn me and turn me into gold.

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

Take my faint light, thin and thining

And turn it into warmth.

Burn me and turn me into gold,

Lit a fire from my insides,

Just burn me to the ground.

My fate is sealed within my sins,

I wear the stripes of my fall.

Don't let the sun rise upon me,

I'm not the one you want inside.

Keep me cold on the outside,

Let the vultures feed upon me.

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

Take my faint light, thin and thining

And turn it into warmth.

Burn me and turn me into gold,

I've walked with creeked bones far too long,

Just burn me to the ground.

Kneel me and peel me from skin,

Don't heal me, don't feed me,

Just leave me here.

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

I'm not changing.

Just burn me and turn me into gold,

I wear the stripes of my fall.