I stand over you, reading your worth
I'm suddenly mothering death in unfamiliar terms
You demand the room
A clear path through
While I sit on handshakes for you
Power shows itself silently breathing
Feed be fed, be hungry
Feed be fed, be hungry
I waste no time with reflection
I gather the years gone by
Breathing your air
Talking your tongues
Age is on my side
Power shows itself silently breathing
Feed be fed, be hungry
Feed be fed, be hungry
Feed be fed, be hungry
Feed be fed, be hungry
I mourned myself and grieved hope
Power shows itself silently breathing
Breathing
Feed be fed, be hungry
Feed be fed, be hungry
