She was clad in the simplest earthliness
there were clouds beneath here feet...

My love how long have you been crushing me...
how long have you been tearing me apart, like i...

The moon red and the night green
someone said that vultures sing...

Who i am is what i write
ink of black on paper white...

I cannot create vultures that eat
flowers in a blood love Monday...

Ah she was never quiet
Always shouting in what was the sanctuary of my...

What is inside sadness?
hopelessness, despair...

She, the drum
that keeps my heart beating...