I disembark for open hearts Searching for someone to tear my world apart It’s not love but it’s a start Some call it awful, I call it art And that’s what love is One pain replaced by that of another Until we’re lost and broken reaching out for each other Break me Suffocate me Strip me of my flesh Throw me upon the coals and rake me For I wish to burn and rise A legend of ash foretold in your eyes | Quote by Quill