Passion

<p>Walk on me Climb up into my knees Trail along my neck A track to redeem</p><p>Nailing down my face An only way to achieve The highest plain in pain Meadows where you may decease</p><p>Your feet, your bones, your skin You crawl, you beg, you dream For me, for us, for them</p><p>I’ve found my way carving wounds that won’t heal As my skin bleeds out, I languish still My only solace is a silent grief For it feels too painful to cry</p><p>It must be sorrowful, bitter and harmful Because every thorn relieves the truth Per aspera ad astra For me, for us, for them</p><p>Walk on me And feed me with the need Of purifying the world By hunger, hate and disease</p>