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My skull, it is my cathedral Where this matrimort takes place When I was a girl she sang for me In falsetto lullabies with sincerity I thank her for her integrity My ancestress' clock is ticking Her once vibrant rebellion is fading I am her hopekeeper I assure hope is there At all times My ancestress has left all manners Her pulsating skin rebelling The doctors she despised Placed a pacemaker inside her When you're out of time How you look back changes Did you punish us for leaving? Are you sure we hurt you? Was it just not "living"? She had idiosyncratic sense of rhythm Dyslexia, the ultimate freeform She invents words and adds syllables Letras de cancionesHand-writing, language all her own I don't have that story in my mouth When you die, you bring with you what you've given The machine of her breathed all night While she rested Revealed her resilience And then it didn't You see with your own eyes But hear with your mother's There's fear of being absorbed By the other By now, we share the same flesh As much as I tried to escape it This is no mediocre debris My ancestress this is The odour of our final parting Those have been The perfume of separation for centuries The perfume of separation for centuries Ancestress Nature wrote this psalm It expands this realm Translucent skin let go of A cold palm embalmed From Letras Mania