You were born into it
There is no way to escape
It is innate and natural
in your roots
in your blood
in your bones
And in the recesses of your soul

You can try to deny it
conceal
hide
even speak another language
But you want the truth, the poetry and the grace inside
deep in the heart
Like a bullfighter proudly entering the arena
Shows the weapon
The fabric, the pleasant
the innocent
You feel the craving for information and adrenaline
flows in your veins
You are the fabric
The warrior is God

Thirst to learn things of taste
Open all the locked drawers
You ask Pandora to give you the key
To the box that has no end

You were born into it
There is no way to escape