Alihukwe

Just me and insects now
And the wind that shakes the building
I feel like a [?] crack
In a boiling pot of water

Your blood is a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars
Seven dwarves to starve the moon
And everyone is a distant brother

My lover, my eyes don't see
Through an ends the [?] suffers
[?] body, not at my feet

Your blood is a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars
Seven dwarves to starve the moon
And everyone is a distant brother

And everywhere I walk, the ground is a parging color
I fall and crack my skull
But I die pleased, and knowing

Your blood was a million [?]
Your heart, a thousand dollars