Watch the hands
Casting shadows
The emptiness is a womb, not a grave
You only spill what you contain

The fire we hold inside ourselves
Casts a shadow on the past
Some stay forever looking backwards
And the void starts looking back
Spill your pain
Let it all pour out
Spill your pain
Weightless now
Lost in the flood
You only spill what you contain
Only the light within remains
We remain

Here we are
Stuck to this river
Permanent currents
Transient waves
Throw yourselves in the river
Lose yourself in the flood
Taste your closeness to heaven
With a mouthful of blood"