Words spoken without intent
songs borrows and used and spent
I need myself to remember
what I tend to forget
in realms hidden
in the mind
where power and truth reside
the beast sleeps waiting to
hear its burden call
come through the stars
come
through the earth
grant me illumination
I see it clearly now
this blessed revelation
by my own will
drawn from
within
the veil is taken from my eyes
the me inside me tearing through
loud and demanding in its cries
in a hole with no
light or walls
endless rows of locked up doors
a secret is hidden
concealed from us all
and so it remains
to those who are
not willing
to challenge the rules
reap what you sow
I know I will