who would have thought I would find love, after my past stories, with foots bruised by thorns and face crushed by the blows of life
Who would have thought
An arm would stretch and pull the chains around my neck pulling back to my past, after I gave up on humanity divinity embraced me, washed away every imperfection with just a touch.
Spreading around me with just a sip from the ancient manual, words dripping like honey from a comb ushering sweetness into my well of bitter waters
So I finally found love
At the last moment when I thought it will all end, the mystery love of my life picked me up from dirt and gave me a bath in a pool of blood, now am as white as snow, without wrinkles
Who would have thought…