Our bloods shall be mingled as a sign of our love; Our flesh shall be one, our bodies one only, Our names in our screams shall be made The name of the one we shall be. Our kisses will be as the kiss of God Breathing life into a barren earth; Our hands shall be as a sculptor's palms As he molds form into red-veined jade. And now for our love I will feast on your veins, Now for our love I will open you mine; Now for our love we shall taste of our lives And our lives shall be one as our blood and our flesh.