The whole is a thought
Brewing the words
Few lines made of hope
I'm singing my bride, my girl
Her flesh is rejecting the being
A rhythm was taking us for a dance
Swing your meat on the beat
Now melting with the ground
A tube in her arm
No rest left to go on
But I won't let you die
I would corrupt the earth, death the sun
To keep life dealing with you
The thrill was breathing in our nights
The grudge around you
I won't let your death spread around
When all life is made of you
Better to have all your pain here
Than your freedom alone outside
What would you be without me
To cover your dreams with gold
A gold that I've never earned
Your freedom devoted to myself
A privilege, a nowhere to go
Your flesh is cold for a while
A new odour defines you
Sleep, sleep deep my dear
Nowhere elso to go...
