...."Remember that stakeout in Marseilles?"...

The voice of my redeemer comes in my mind, playing over and over again, like the memory of a passionate event beyond death and life.

Of course I remember that stakeout in Marseilles, I was there, in THAT year exactly, I was there with my body and mind. How come I was there right then, right then?... I remember everything through her body, through those pages of scripts, through the clouds and all the empty rooms of Marseilles, through the port and the ships and all the things that your eyes have roamed upon.

I gave you my love
Though crystalized
I sent you a rose with nevermore
So many years
So many hours
And only thistles on my shore
For all that it's worth
The blood on my hands
Is the blood of divinities
And all that is lost
Sound or unsound
Only bonds between you and me.

If I go will you follow
Me trough the cracks and hollows
And I would be your Cain
If you would be here now...

The Mother-of-Pearl
Handcrafted by God
You're the tower they built to reach the sky
A White Falcon beauty
My mark on your skin
Follow me down the stairs when we die
Your soul is in heaven
Your body in hell
It doesn't matter much to me
In the night of the unborn
Sound or obscene
Only bonds between you and me.

Tiamat - Cain]

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