Put out my eyes, and I can see you still, Slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet; And without any feet can go to you; And tongueless, I can conjure you at will. Break off my arms, I shall take hold of you And grasp you with my heart as with a hand; Arrest my heart, my brain will beat as true; And if you set this brain of mine afire, Then on my blood-stream I yet will carry you.
- Rilke, Put Out My Eyes
There's nothing here but love and you Groveling, look what they're accomplishing The systematic god's have all demolished it But I've never felt so brave As when I'm looking at your face They can decimate my body But my heart will not disgrace They can torture and interrogate And shackle to my boot I will gnaw off my own leg And hop the fuck right back to you
