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All shapes and colours
Rolled and stained in aging hands
Sculpted explosions
Histories unfold
Our Jackson Pollocked earth turns
A silent witnessLonely asylumed
Poets bequeath best attempts
Romanticising
The brutality
Of the ages and of us
Avarice and lustLove and death, and death and love
Brutal romance
The silver thread, the sharpened knife
A spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Warmth in the veins, lead in the core
Brutal romanceYou're dripping with gold
Mine is more interior
Yours is sinking youMen at attention
Devouring a drowning fleet
Epaulettes of charmLove and death, and death and love
Brutal romance
A silver thread, a sharpened knife
In a spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Breath in the lungs, blood on the door
Brutal romanceAnd I want to sing
Over them and into them
What can't be unsung
And I want to sing
Over you and into you
What can't be unsungLove and death, and death and love
Brutal romance
A silver thread, a sharpened knife
A spinning slow-dance
I can't remember before
Washing of wounds, won inner wars
Brutal romance