Abstract.

My blood should be your blood
too
But it was not
and never will be
I guess this is the point where we were separated
for life.

Your blood should be of help
in my times of need
but it is not
and never will be
This is where we slip in two, we were never one.
Not even once.

Imagine if you could be of salvation
for me
But only I can, I am universal
You are lonesome.
Imagine if he or me needs you
to take us from the arms of death
leave her far, for a while
But you cannot, you are uncapable, you are incompatible
but this is abstract
a dream to never fulfill.