I share thy grief , though I feel your
love
A god they crown , though they share
our lust .
My king I submit , their path I'll
take
too .
They harvest yur tears , your grief is
our .
Your messengers they roam ,aversion
they see .
They submit with their laughing ,
your kingdom falls .
I share thy grief , though feel your
love .
A god they hunt , though they hunt my
soul .
I hold you , to ' give warmth ' I am .
To touchyou , a fire in me .
You are my king . I'll die for you .
They seek , through our mist ,
the soear of thorns ,
they sting with joy
into your flesh .
I seeyou fall and I ...
... I am alive .
