Alright, I'll have it. The unsettling movement of a zillion stars, the thirst of a thousand sunflowers that keep clawing at the skies. I'll have blood in my veins and a heart clouded with human emotion. I'll shy away my naked body and be bound in a vessel as fragile and as timid as glass.
I'll walk amongst the living who are ruled by time. Beings that seem to forget the forelorn promise of growing old. This body is made of bones that break, it bears flesh that tears, it rains water of salt. Give it to me, I'll have it all. The broken heart, eyes filled with livid rage, blood drowned in zeal.
Bring me my poison.
Bind me in flesh.