Monday, August 15, 2011

Tango de la Materia, No. 27

You
If only you knew
The pain does swirl my head
As you lament the loss of unborn children
And tell me that I am like the rest
Having sold my paternal soul
To the god of Sense
Far from daring
If only you could taste
The tears did run
At the moment of sacrifice
Ah if only we could redeem
The children we once knew

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