Can we [bad word] our senses [bad word] ourselves to bleed?
Let us consummate our yearnings and advance beyond our needs
Can we master our obsessions [bad word] the flesh?
Let us yield to revelations and conceive what they confess
Can we vindicate our vices and regress to being chaste?
Let’s ascend into perfection with the hunger of the great

“Every man, every man is a star that will burn
That will sear like a moth to the flame
Just like kingdoms are born to descend
We will end”

Can we see the imperfections and accept what we’ve [bad word] 
Let us [bad word] confusion we advance beyond the sun
Can we glorify the inside and receive the ugly core?
Let us yearn the imperfections till repulsion is no more
Can [bad word] the symbols that reside within the soul?
Let’s proceed [bad word] and surrender our control

Can we realize the symbols that are carved into our flesh?
Let us justify our actions and concede what we detest
Can we overlook the defects till repulsion is no more?
Let us savor all illusions and [bad word] ourselves once more
Can we fortify our longings and prepare ourselves to die?
Our life is our belonging let us use it like a knife