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I hear a voice I cannot still
A product of unconscious will
Try not to think, stumble along
Avoiding thoughts of right and wrong
 
Stay up nights and sleep the days
Encourage all my evil ways
As time passes vices pour
Always wishing there were more

Walk beneath a stark grey sky
Supress that day my hundredth sigh
Dare I hope beyond all reason
Swift an end to this soul's season

Against my very flesh I fight
As I pass through burning light
Searing stains I've held inside
Things I thought had long since died

Such pain as I'd not known before
Why is it then I'm wanting more
Of light that showed all that I hide
And tortured as it purified

I couldn't go on as I was
And knew it time to change because
In the dark I realized
This was why the Christ had died


Leopold