I have come curiously close to the end, down
Beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole,
Defeated, I concede and move closer

I may find comfort here.
I may find peace within the emptiness,
How pitiful.


It's calling me...


And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping
The moon tells me a secret, my confidant
As full and bright as I am

This light is not my own and
A million light reflections pass over me
The source is bright and endless

She resusitates the hopeless
Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting


And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
Don't wanna stay down here surving my narcissism
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late

I pray the light lifts me out
Before I pine away.


So crucify the ego, before it's far too late
And leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
And you will come to find that we are all one mind

Capable of all that's imagined and all conceivable
So let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through bringing out our hope and

reason
Before we pine away.