I fear that you’d sweep away in the wind
if it weren’t for your flesh
like a cloud of dust that still forms a man
but your heart would still beat through the sand
they say those who do wrong live forever
and if it weren’t in vain
for more or less you’d seize the whole city
I fear that you’d leave me nailed to a cross
if you were made for eternity
like you’d become the ore that bleeds me
and your dreams haunting the sleepless
they say those who vanish remain forever
but if you were a man
your guilt could’ve been called love
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