Alihukwe

Just me and insects now
 And the wind that shakes the building
 I feel like a [?] crack
 In a boiling pot of water
 Your blood is a million [?]
 Your heart, a thousand dollars
 Seven dwarves to starve the moon
 And everyone is a distant brother
 My lover, my eyes don't see
 Through an ends the [?] suffers
 [?] body, not at my feet
 Your blood is a million [?]
 Your heart, a thousand dollars
 Seven dwarves to starve the moon
 And everyone is a distant brother
 And everywhere I walk, the ground is a parging color
 I fall and crack my skull
 But I die pleased, and knowing
 Your blood was a million [?]
 Your heart, a thousand dollars