Behind All The Consent

Among the crowd
Of solitude
My starting eyes
Felling so
Reaching behind
These steaming sights
I find myself
Laconic

A shadow strives
Within me
Becoming blind of pride
No plan disguised
This leading feel
Commanding
The master's chill
Surrounding

Open your eyes
And try to see
Open your eyes
Embrace the mystery

Flame up, flame up inside
Dethrone the doubt
From your heart
This is the real dance
You have to face
Behind all the consent

A warming voice
Comforting me
It pulls me back
I'm standing here, not for my own
What are the odds
For what I'm living in this moment

Flame up, flame up inside
Dethrone the doubt
From your heart
This is the real dance
You have to face
Behind all the consent