You know I was there In my mind body and heart How sacred are you? What shape has your form? Did you not rejoice When you saw that I fell? Mould me as you wish From desire and lust Walk among the herd All in the image of me Will you make them bleed Just to forget it all? Then the sun will set And no new day will rise Will you grieve me? Will you grieve for me?
grieve, mould, herd, rejoice, sacred