The choir plays in the background.
          the violin steers and moves every *****.
                  every bone within suddenly becomes deceased

Our actions are floating above the black ocean
salvation has forced its way toward us as I whisper to you
you have left with permanent scars upon your lips

                                

                             I see how you touch them when no one is watching

I am nothing but after matter
nothing but a simple yearning

                                  I yearn for you with breaking hearts
                                               what foolishness
                           to remember you with the heart of a hopeful mankind
                                                 of a freedom

                       the sounds in the background raise and faint
         the noise in my head relentless like the blood running through our last memories

                                

.torture. she smiles.