All this will expire,
Stiff as rock it all will come to dust
All these steel strings,
They will break as they encounter lust
I’ve always transpired,
Sweat, life and desire
Dark went bright with fire,
We did not create, it came to us
Pulsing veins are tired
Of stagnation, cruel cold of rust
Please, oh, soul, transpire,
Breathe in body and blood, to breathe out love
We choose death to give out life
We bear so we won’t die
We cry for motion
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