To sow seeds in barren Fields When there's no more Fertile ground To bear the fragile Worlds within Through the ruined one That surrounds Break the shackles of My past Give me precious Things that do not last (and succor for the Homeless ones Bring fire down on Babylon) Heal And destroy Lift me up Bring it down And we may suffer And we must die And we may suffer And we may die Come weary child: You've touched the Stars but you did not move them Now it's time to cut Out your heart And be a god in the Kingdom of the dead Or to raise your face And make them move And we may suffer And you may die Yes, you will Suffer And you're going to Die So sing now: I'll be your eyes if You won't see I'll be your heart if You can't feel Now we'll see who
Burns the brightest The brightest of them All Send me their sons And prodigal daughters Render up to me Their lost and stray Give lust and life To our dances, flight to our fancies Give me courage for My pa**ions and my pain And this will be my Art: to feel alive Break my heart Sell my body or my Soul Spite their laws Fight the odds Smite the gods Starve myself Freeze myself Burn myself k** myself k** myself To feel... Nail me to you I will ride you Like a nightmare I will drive you Past all love or pain or fear I will escort you To the end Take me inside you I'll be the master In your mirror I will drive you Until everything else disappears I'll be with you to The end Everything you want To feel Everything you want To taste