All shapes and colours
Rolled and stained in aging hands
Sculpted explosions
Histories unfold
Our Jackson Pollocked earth turns
A silent witness
Lonely as silent
Poets bequeath best attempts
Romanticising
The brutality
Of the ages and of us
Avarice and lust
Love and d**h, and d**h and love
Brutal romance
The silver thread, the sharpened knife
A spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Warmth in the veins, lead in the core
Brutal romance
You're dripping with gold
Mine is more interior
Yours is sinking you
Men at attention
Devouring a drowning fleet
Epaulettes of charm
Love and d**h, and d**h and love
Brutal romance
A silver thread, a sharpened knife
In a spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Breath in the lungs, blood on the door
Brutal romance
And I want to sing
Over them and into them
What can't be unsung
And I want to sing
Over you and into you
What can't be unsung
And I want to sing
Over them and into them
What can't be unsung
And I want to sing
Over you and into you
What can't be unsung
Love and d**h, and d**h and love
Brutal romance
A silver thread, a sharpened knife
A spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Washing of wounds, won inner wars
Brutal romance
Brutal romance
Brutal romance