Crucible - Wildlight, Ayla Nereo, The Polish Ambassador

Landslide, wide-eyed, running to the ends of what

Name you, chain you, bottle you up and train you

To be solid upright, but we can't run forever this

Face is facing forward but you're halted to the hearing

Landslide, wild-child, turn your body back, say

I'm gonna do this way i want and never gonna

Look behind' and when you

Show this, own this, they'll run for cover

You're comin' like a landslide…

This a crucible, endless ritual

Circled by fire, not asking to be saved and

In your crucible all is touchable

Burn away, only you remaining…

Landslide, wide eyed, own your body back to what it

Gave you, names do only what they're meaning so be

Solid upright, you came in like a fury and your

Purpose is a truth-test, ruthless — speak child!

Heart-side, wild-wise, seeing only half-full

Bashful in the beauty yet your arrows meet their

Mark every moment barely woken woven deep

Into their cover, you're comin' like a landslide…

We call from the sun-bound seer,

We throw in the light from here…

This a crucible, endless ritual

Circled by fire not asking to be saved and

In your crucible all is touchable

Burn away, only you remaining…