JOAN OF ARC Take the moonlight in your glass stained hands And wrap it round my face Leave me lie on the stone To waste away in your heart Clean my bloody knee Wrap it in tight white bandage As violet clouds fill my lungs Let me breathe your salty tears of love and pain Forgive yourself for letting me change Be loved and known to me Even though I faint in flame Cool me now with your summer meadow Smoke me on your leaden teeth Patronise me. Grieve our hands as you lay me in the dirt Forgive yourself as you forget yourself in me Hope to death angels bring me closer Offer me to our altar of creation Put me down among tall Orange (Orlene) fields Speak to today and know you still let me be beautiful Even though I ripped it from your bloody hands