Beneath the Radiant

Sinking into me This silver broadsword Pull it from my chest Sheathe it in your gold Transmuted from my ash Collected from our final clash Lying atop a branch Atop the mighty tree Born from my death Reach down, angel Pull me from the dirt I can't see the world Underneath your light The glare is far too strong I've stared for too long The world is born again You've learned to fly again I'm buried once again