Like the haunting chants and prayers to which I've never listened thou shalt no longer live in chains or ever be imprisoned. Ease my always throbbing heart, I shall no longer falter as pupae to imagines all images must alter.
Let thy glory shine on me, disperse my obfuscation, hide thy essence in myself, I need assimilation. Stream thyself into my soul and flood it with thy yearning, pour thy soul into my shell, erase my restless burning.
I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices in my head, echoing.
I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices of a stranger. I hear voices in my head, echoing.