The truth is my demand,
it’s all been hidden,
the future on command,
and this time it’s been in my hands, gypsy lady.
The fuel in your eyes
it’s resurrecting
the universe disguised
inside that crystal ball you’re feeding.
my soul…. sings on ….
these screams that end me.
Your fate not set in stone, it erodes for those who make it their own, It’s there to guide us all back home