Texty: Martin Grech. Erosion And Regeneration.

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And came back from one
More than others
And deepened on the pulling of strings
And the tying of knots
Fell soon for one thing then another
And become open handed for another overwhelming attack
Gospel mother for all the names
I sat and watched the sunsets bloom
And new objects of ascending doom
In their innocent hands layed guilt
And guilt would eat their flesh and bones
And I became more than just man
And more than just woman
I became a whole being
One of such pure serenity
Ladeled in bliss and guilt
Ladeled in bliss and guilt

Ladeled in bliss and guilt