Aquasolis and Bath

talk to me Aquasolis
talk to me
let your mist run up to my face
and I' ll melt from your pureness
I'll run through there red rocks
I wanna be sacrificed,
Sacrifice my self to you
till this spring run
I wanna blend with these millions curses and blesses.




till I ll become a blessing
Why still people throw gold and silver
we do not live by these
neither do they,
Dead they might be, with them
or without

Talk to me my dear and let me draw
the path where your liquids run next

run reight
ruthless
warm blood
into my vain

You are the Goddess and
me the mournings
that came along the Spring

Katerina