To live is the strangest of
feelings; it makes you desire so
many things
The love and defiance
of being alive

The lovers have
stopped to believe; conviction is
no longer needed
The feeling of
pain it makes us alive

Hate is
the strangest of feelings; it
gives you so many things
The love
and desire to feel and
believe

The children destroy just
to see; a reason has never been
needed
They hurt just to feel
that they are alive

To live is the
strangest of feelings; it makes
you desire so many things
The love and defiance of being
alive

The lovers defile to be
 [bad word] is no longer
needed
In bondage they feel that
they are conceived

The
passion and fire of love is [bad word] 
The fire of life is [bad word]  it makes us conceive so
many things

The life we desire
corrodes while we dream

To
live is the strangest of feelings;
it makes you desire so many
things
The love and defiance of
being alive

The lovers have
stopped to believe; conviction is
no longer needed
The feeling of
pain it makes us alive

Hate is
the strangest of feelings; it
gives you so many things
The love
and desire to feel and
believe

The fire of life is [bad word]  it makes us conceive so
many things
The life we desire
corrodes while we dream