1. Lord of a long night with no dawn
Of stars that swore not to set

2. We have unfolded its wings from a cleft
Of wine and faces like full moons

3. When in her cup appeared similar
To Abraham's fire in cold and light

4. It laid us low when we mounted its back
In fields of revelry and delight

5. And as if we, a group, when we rose
Spread after death from graves