I got this piercing conviction of a lost goddess in bloom
Running down the back of my spine
Will this be gone by the A.M.?
Laughing, is this what comes next?
You know the sky is soft now...
Watched the one you could never forgive
Spirit young with the locust tongue
Now opened back, set for your eyes
We wash the mirrors for clean reflection
A heartbeat away from the insect's dissection
A modern lust for what's to come now
Boiling up to break our trust
We are the darkness of black
The sleeping of God
Always here, nowhere to be
So let the clouds roll back into the curtains
Calling Jah, are you dead too?
I have this blood on my house key
Let me in
We swallow all of you
And recompense
...Insecurity paints her beautiful vision