Stars and YouWhat say you?Oh Stars divine,when will my love be true?And bring my lover home,from your bright breast come,to see his warm face.His dark black mane,of earth and sky.Leave the chariot,the sword and shield,but bring my lover home.For a shoulder of rest,lips to caress,and a heart to fill,bring him home to me,home to my heart,home to me.
pointless incorrectfulnesswhat more can family be,what more can we not hope to become?our voices fill the air,a chorus of heroes and villains,what we make we cannot be,lest we all make our own endwith the soft metal in our ears,the medicine in our mouths,a cleansing of purest form.darkness and vitalityone and the same,now we know all,says the walls,we know who you are,says the pig to the whore,we know what you do, says the shackles.bring forth the damned the broken,the destitute,let us feast on our soulslet us devour them to the endnever to be freealways to hearforced to endure their pain,bring forth my meal,and let