The devil before us Deep sea behind Enemies within There are such times. No rustle, nor jingle No relief, or release No love, no lust These too, shall pass. Mimic water To thyself be true Embrace the true Light And from those ashes you will rise!
The devil before us Deep sea behind Enemies within There are such times. No rustle, nor jingle No relief, or release No love, no lust These too, shall pass. Mimic water To thyself be true Embrace the true Light And from those ashes you will rise!
