Your love runs through my veins ,
in the rhythm of highs and lows.
Nerves reverberate your musical beats
the heart sinks in want,
the trumpet of silence blows and blows.
Come, fill me again for a void I have become,
forgive my sins, forget the foes
let me breathe in life, or let me die
deep down the guts, nothing survives,
But your song that echoes and echoes