Shakespeare

Feel me, when you're away
Hold your hand, God is alone
Gone now, suffrage is done
Shrouded now, time waits for none

Bleed me, drink from the wound
Have you fill breaking me down
Want it, down in the womb
Breathe your breath, it is your last

Will it come back to me
Will to live come back to me

Bleed me, drink from the wound
Have you fill breaking me down
Want it, down in the womb
Breathe your breath, it is your last