Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept
you and yours alive
and if that was fear
I'd leave you with your doves
You'd want to eat the hand that hit you -
And your dear pity me
Slowly I bound you and your doves
is it fear?
I have spilled my tears how, I could have drowned you
The dust and and you
The Dreamking and I
The flesh and the soil
Is it fear?