Outpost

Oh darling, the anger, the rage, the frustration

That builds up, is starting to kill so just hold me

Don't waver, just focus on the white flame of passion

The lotus, where the wanting subsides

And forbearance applies and pain purifies

Oh love, let it burn out and die

Tell me true, why did you love me?

The tender years of bloom, all trampled down

Tell me true, 'cause no one told me

That this angry boy in you would tear us apart