Paroles de Passion

Walk on me Climb up into my knees Trail along my neck A track to redeem Nailing down my face An only way to achieve The highest plain in pain Meadows where you may decease Your feet, your bones, your skin You crawl, you beg, you dream For me, for us, for them I’ve found my way carving wounds that won’t heal As my skin bleeds out, I languish still My only solace is a silent grief For it feels too painful to cry It must be sorrowful, bitter and harmful Because every thorn relieves the truth Per aspera ad astra For me, for us, for them Walk on me And feed me with the need Of purifying the world By hunger, hate and disease