Stuck on the surface since that night I put the thorn there in my side. Black snake's in the branches eating eggs. Eating all the baby birds. I hear the ocean. I think I see the light. There was fire in the branches. A face hidden in shadows with a voice so inviting. It promised my hearts desires. Never sensing the evil behind those eyes. Door closed sealing my fate- flame of potential died that day. I hear the ocean. I feel the waves inside. I can taste the salt lying in my bed at night. Where do we go from here? I can not escape, Where do we go from here? Show me the way up. Show me the way.