My beating heart laying on the table,
My flesh and blood spilt on the ground,
My soul is swinging from a cable,
Where in you can I be found?
Am I free in you?
Are you free in me?
How deep in me can you see?
-I want to be...
...free in thee.
Because I love you,
and, to you, forever, I'll be true...
My bleeding heart laying on the table,
My flesh is spilt upon the ground.
I cannot scream, I am not able.
I cannot scream, my lungs are bound.
-but if...
...I could...
I'd scream my love to you!
I will never sever from you!
My heart's stopped beating from on the table,
I'm not alive, not making sound,
To take a breath, I am not able.
From me, not even thoughts resound.
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