Quiet remains the room,
with paintings on the walls.
Silent is the tomb,
in which I lay in unrest.

Leave no stone unturned,
in search for sacrifice.
Live and die by word,
is to live a life of love.

No questions please, I'm a dancer,
some of the best questions,
go unanswered.

And so I will be,
what I am.
And so I will do,
all I can.

And so I will feed,
you by hand.
And so I will teach,
you to stand.

Delivered by love,
I will send you.