A flame kindles in the hearts of all humanity
When seldom an image of something...
Deep in the hearts soul of all humanity
Rages a crimson river of LUST...
I can feel her loving hand
Slide across my face...
This Life
My Life...
I have sub comb to destruction
I have given away...
The revolution of time
Is nothing more than wasted uncertainly...
I feel the beat of the drum again
My heart thumping in sequence with her steps...
Love
Her gentile touch upon my hand...