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Sep 2015
We're one for now, for now we're holy
for feelings like these cannot come but from glory
from god's little minions that selfishly imprison
that nectar of life, that sweet, thick Ambrosia.

Open your eyes lover, open your eyes to this rapture
life as we know it ends with the moon's departure,
we're no longer one, our Ambrosia's been captured

we're mortal again, we're subject to day.

Beg for it, darling, pray for it with me darling
let god hear our voices, let him see us complying
with the pain that is life, with the pain that means lying
far from you one whole day, far from you and your smiling.

Scream for it darling, and fight for it darling,
don't let the clocks win, they're nothing but frightening
the time it shall pass, and it passes regardless

of how many clocks god's minions might send.

Come quick darling, the sun has been hiding
it is our chance to go on and steal from that chalice,
to drink from each other, unlock from each other
that sweet thick Ambrosia reserved to the lovers.

Can you feel it darling, can you hear it darling?
the key to our Eden the key to our heaven
the key that is kept the key that is wanted
the key that unlocks everything to be granted

the key that allows life to be worth it
the key to Ambrosia is reserved to those holy

And I shall be ****** if our love isn't worthy.
Sergio MP
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