No time to melt away Reality descending Linen sheets of snow Dissolve in a violet glow Of dawn, come to steal the night We revel in silence, our only sacred vice In a time of crisis Set for a battle of mind We'll pull no punches Senses deprived of the light Are called to attention Drowning in a longing for divine intervention Oh, it's really nothing more Than a longing to seem secretly satisfied I'm utterly terrified I'm quietly in trouble Awaiting to heed my call Visions sneak up and blindside me With nowhere else to run Cornered, I come undone Chanting poems, spilling verse As the demons disperse Destined to find the charm In a constant state of alarm Set for a battle of will A conflict of interests Learn how to stomach the pill Or sell yourself to the merciless tide Swift and unforgiving Oh, I want nothing more Than a reason to seem reasonably satisfied I'm utterly terrified I'm quietly in trouble