Three

Twice now, by thrice, I'll be next to your

Soul, you, talking to my storm, embrassing this blood

Rush, like this wind taking you next to my front door, you're blazing. 

Mourn, for those seeds are getting deeper, quenching thy thirst for eternal water. 

Please me, feel me, 

Adorned as your energy acknowledged mine, 

Breath in, sight seeing this light 

Abort the serenade, as we feel, yeah its more than mere rigolade. 

Clap, each one knows, or now throws

Roars and shows the real essence 

Cry let your soul do all the talk, shit is hard but so it is to be

Born. Again and again,