For Motion کے بول

All this will expire, Stiff as rock it all will come to dust All these steel strings, They will break as they encounter lust I’ve always transpired, Sweat, life and desire Dark went bright with fire, We did not create, it came to us Pulsing veins are tired Of stagnation, cruel cold of rust Please, oh, soul, transpire, Breathe in body and blood, to breathe out love We choose death to give out life We bear so we won’t die We cry for motion