You make confessions true, I hate to construct my cage.
You push aversion through and ride it Through. Fields of
dust. As I surrender, I take my pain. Don't change a
thing and I'll make you feel The same. When I surrender,
sanity's yield. I turn my back and step into the mine
field. Perpetuate Seduction of things you've been
fighting for. Devote your will to nothing, break through
the open Door.