What's between my legs offends you
I can see it in your fear
the way you shut us out just proves
you can't face the truth within.
We have the Universe inside us
you see it bleeding out
This crimson river tells you
tales of infinite power.
A cursed thing you've marked it
although it says aloud,
"Without me lungs would not grant you air to come in and out."
Red ribbons drip about me
when it flows I dance
The Universe has chosen me to create life beneath my flesh.
Without me generations would fall,
there is no past nor present.
The future is a myth, without me, my exsistance.
You see that in the red
that's why you jump, deny with fear.
That I am your creator,
I am your creator, dear.