Behind a Mount of Despair in Our Souls

Everythig you do is worth it,
Nothing you carry in your heart is useless;

Do it to me,
Bring it to me!

Flawlessly craving a blue maneuver amongst the hay,
Halos and horns are on top of the world...

Kneel, o puny essence of the universe, kneel
And punish all gloom all around...

I'm done crying for everything I'll never understand,
Omniclueless of end...

But why must you make me suffer so?
Why must you never let it go?

Do it for me,
Bring yourself to me!

Let me
Love you
As I do.