I was there before you
I took all the chances
Don't you try to tell me 'bout what is really fine
The reason why I do things
Why I dance my dances
Is because I've been washed in the blood of the wine
The blood of the wine has me almost exploding
Even my sleeping is charged and alive
Baptized in streams of it
Dreaming my dreams of it
Growing, forgoing my natural high
I was very young, you weren't even born
I was being crushed beneath
A sun that rarely shined
Somehow saved by a song, by money and by water
Your approaching love
Not blood of the wine
The blood of the wine has me almost exploding
Even my sleeping is charged and alive
Baptized in streams of it
Dreaming my dreams of it
Pleading and thundering, wondering why
And as the world portends
To smother and to strangle
To decimate our optimism in unforgiving bind
We mindfully collect ourselves
Allow love to us untangle
Partake of cum and honey
Not of blood or of wine
The blood of the wine has me almost exploding
Even my sleeping is charged and alive
Baptized in streams of it
Dreaming my dreams of it
Lightning fulfillment, we exemplify
