RequiemPulse
James Golden
Taft, California, United States
Ask the darkness to dance with you
Break your chains and run the blessed ride
Ride the waves, ride the waves
Wish for death with all your heart
Your body dyed in the waves of the pulse;
The mystery of darkness, the confusion. It’s love.
You’re almost touching it; it’s at your fingertips
Softly, yes, reach out
Ask the darkness to dance with you
Break your chains and run the blessed ride
Ride the waves, ride the waves
Wish for death with all your heart
Your body dyed in the waves of the pulse;
The mystery of darkness, the confusion. It’s love.
You’re almost touching it; it’s at your fingertips
Softly, yes, reach out