Though I be of youth, young and fresh in mind
Take my lore with that of wisemen, our scars are of like kind
I know of all the tales, of all the stirring seas
I know of all the rivers, and all the tallest trees
I have been to Eden, I have been to Hell
So of this blessed curse, I tell
Though my porcelain skin may hinder your own thought
Take note that I've loved, I've been loved and I've lost
Love is the greatest gift anyone could bear
But only through our souls, love can often tear
Not only tear, but burn, scratch and scathe your palms
Mend and heal and comfort, forever leave us calm
Out of ruin we'll write a song, a song worth singing loud
A song they'll listen for to smother fear and doubt
Deliver us a gift, someone to share the bliss
Of how we'll get a long, after silent song
And thus I'll lay my head down for long awaited rest
For that which lives without life and dies without a death
This ancient bed of nails has been my holy grail
Until the day the sky falls and rivers burn the sails
Cities swallow buildings, my body splits in two
And even when you hate me, I will always love you
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