Liberation Ritual Lyrics

A burning of cedar, and sage
A clean smoke, clarity
Meditate on the ash.
Temper it with a thumb,
Or a forefinger,
And feel it on the skin.
It is a comfort
The transition, the change
Focus, the tree is the incense,
And all ash is ash.
So we all shall be.

We are not our bodies
We are not our minds
We are not our spirits
All are yokes

Shield the eyes to block the light
And remove oneself,
Indistinct of air, and water,
And earth, sighing deeply.
Breathe.

All layers succumb,
Flesh giving way to flesh,
Calcium and dendritic fibrous forms.

In the remaining nothing is a single mote of light.
Ash alchemy melded into muscle memory.
As light our chains fall away
As light our chains fall away
We are the light, molded as we will
As light our chains fall away