The carrier of every body,
The savior of Life that’s Alive;
The messenger of the angels of Death,
The one that you share, spill, unify.
I am
The talk of ancestry,
The rage of youth;
The First flush of anger,
The last blush of Love.
I am
The element of war,
The bond of Peace;
The fill of the Holy Grail,
The wrath of Demonic deeds.
I am
The impure flow,
The chaste essential of sacred sacrifice;
The gush that runs in the branches of your skin,
The thin twigs in the white of your eyes.
I am
All you can take,
All you can give;
All you can share,
All you can conceive.
But then all I am
Is just another… DROP OF BLOOD!
