No time to melt away
Reality descending
Linen sheets of snow
Dissolve in a violet glow
Of dawn, come to steal the night
We revel in silence, our only sacred vice
In a time of crisis
Set for a battle of mind
We'll pull no punches
Senses deprived of the light
Are called to attention
Drowning in a longing for divine intervention
Oh, it's really nothing more
Than a longing to seem secretly satisfied
I'm utterly terrified
I'm quietly in trouble
Awaiting to heed my call
Visions sneak up and blindside me
With nowhere else to run
Cornered, I come undone
Chanting poems, spilling verse
As the demons disperse
Destined to find the charm
In a constant state of alarm
Set for a battle of will
A conflict of interests
Learn how to stomach the pill
Or sell yourself to the merciless tide
Swift and unforgiving
Oh, I want nothing more
Than a reason to seem reasonably satisfied
I'm utterly terrified
I'm quietly in trouble