There is more than we can see
and a million lifetimes in eternity.
Right now I feel blinded by thee …
Misery, oh sweet misery.
I feel you pumping in my vines,
Holding on to my body I feel the pain
What is els is there that I can feel…
Agony, oh sweet agony.
Have mercy on me
Don’t hold my soul in captivity
Feel itis more than a black hole.
I refuse to be controlled
by the devils poe!
I know that you are calling me
But my long life mission is to be free

In this body their seats two,
one that is false and the other true.
One who speaks her mind
the other who is trying to be kind?
They live and feed out of love and greed.
They argue out of control,
striving to be whole,
United in but with their own goal…

When one wants to show
the other starts to glow
The only way to release them is to blow
Feelings in my chest that
feel to harsh to bear in my breast.
Breathing heavily I grasp for air,
while I lay down and pull out my hair.
They are speaking,
I hear words in my head when I lie in bed.
My soul seeks to be free,
so I beg for thee to show me mercy.
The two voices are arguing in between my tears,
hiding behind my fears.
They are frightened to come out in the light,
seeking to prove that they are right.
It is the eternal struggle of black and white,
morning or night.
This body is getting misunderstood,
trying to stand her ground and be what is good.
I cannot know how these voices will grow
that only time will show.
So I beg of thee not to turn your back on me,
show mercy
Mercy.