Take it! Take my bones, eat my flesh: eat it!
I don´t need falsified recognition
Down Materialism: not a whit!
Soul goes on from every Planet´s station
There´s nothing to see: still Rebirth in you
I try the same Artistic Lie again
So for my Bodily Verse there is woe
My outer ugliness can be Blood´s stain
I see a stake where you leave your shadow
Yes, still I see a man throwing dices
In that shadow I search to find a glow
If you came down Myth, I was born Princess
So for once take back all you left behind
Then I may see if you´re Soul or pure Mind
Copyright © Lis Lovén