I
am the crow of desperation
I
need no fact or validation
I
spin relentless variation
I
scramble in the dust of a failing nation
I
was concealed
Now
I am stirring
And
I have waited for this time.
I
am the termite of temptation
I
multiply and fly my population
I
am the wheel I am the turning
And
I will lay my love around you.
I
am the sea of permutation
I
live beyond interpretation
I
scramble all the names and the combinations
[I]
penetrate the walls of explanation
I
am the will
I
am the burning
And
I will lay my love around you.
I
am the will
I
am the yearning
And
I will lay my love around you.
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