My first blood falls as the skin is pierced/
The times we're in is fierce/
It brings life and fertilizes then the Earth suprises/
Before the first arises to curse the liars/
From out the parks where we use sparks to escape the
fluttering dark/
A calm recollection of a psalm is drawn to my heart/
I conceive my part under a street light/
When I can no longer meet life/
So I shed second blood to give my seeds/
A chance to breathe just in case I leave/
I face the eve of destruction, my spirits abduction/
Drawn into a place I've never ducked in/
I felt the bond when we touched and so I dropped my 3rd
blood/
And opened up a previously broken cut/
Stroking my potential and making love to the
essential/
Line between my mind and my soul but there is no
differential/
Can you feel my whispers? Are they massaging your
contours?/
Defining every shape of what we share/
Millions of people hate but we care/
Love is a reality, is we there?/
I will cut a vein and sacrifice my fourth and final
blood to the connection/
To the resurrection, to the chance of emotional
infection/
To our affection that managed to stain the grains/
Beyond the strains of pain until my veins are drained/
Inspired by:Sacrificing what you have for what you want
