Rise like smoke from out the stones Like Lazarus I am reborn The ache of all you long to hold The moan of those you'll never know Be not afraid I am the warmth of summer air I am the stench of bodies burning I am the damp and the despair I am the wood and the despair Be not afraid I am the woman in the dunes A maiden for your squalid sacrifice A scapegoat for your perfumed sins A channel for your every vice Be not afraid Be not afraid
