...and cover my body with blessings,
kiss these swollen lips and mend my cracked
bury my skin in flowers and steal all the prayers
give me an angel,a sword and silence,
tell me my purpose has a blooming core!
swear on old blood that I will love
and carry me in your scarred arms over
lie with a twisted tongue and command my eyelids
in the darkness which night conjures from down below!
be mine and let me belong
to a soul
no more damaged than my own!
emerge from nothingness,save this plagued
and paint my spirit gold...