Grace underpressure, solace stares history right in the face.

We don't have a need for breathing space in this holy sacred

place. I fight beside you in your silent secret storm. Wholeheartedly,

I embrace you and warm you up like a bonfire. I am too attached to wanna

let you go. You will never be alone for as long as we break bread together.

We are one tonight and done with sorrow forever. Fade away with me,

beloved ghost of an unborn tomorrow.