Your bloodied body is what I cling to. In

powerful rain, they laid their heads to

die. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the

sights of me. It's sad that, in our blindness, we

gather thorns for flowers. Your river holds a

feast of danger. The suffering you have had to

bear. I'd die for that moment one more time.

The loved one falls below your ideals.

Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. The

brave lick their sickening lips. Rigid, handsome

and a poet. A king in his passionate castle.

Where now? Feed me! Hold me! Save me! Save

yourself! Where now? Which way? Dear god,

show me. Take your own. Struggle free! Arise!

You're Ruined! Stand down! Your kin, piled

thick around you. Save yourself!