Everything spinning in my head,
Are all the thoughts that can not be said,
Then you lead me through the door,
Dreams are spiraling again once more.

And through these eyes,
I found my heart upon the floor,
Exactly where you left it before.
And it is that in which I miss,
That blew through the trees adrift.

Yet this throbbing pain within my heart,
Is the one that’s tearing me apart,
But some how I knew from the start,
That I could never make it,
So why pretend,
To make amends,
When I can ascend,
And meet you in the end.

And through the skies, the constellations,
With all there beauty in formation,
Though upon the peoples face,
Lies a hint of manifestation.

And since the beginning of creation,
We were faced with temptation,
Thrown upon those who sin,
Who’ve buried there worst within.
A mortal wound upon their skin,
Though its stretched so very thin,

Upon my face there is a grin,
As my soul dwells with in.
And there’s no point in salvation,
As now’s the time for the final transformation.