It’s a rock song and I won’t let you in it br Step away from my maelstrom br Bits of torn metal shred me to bits to submit br My soul to the earsplitting blast of drums br My ritual, my solace, my temple, my worship br The trigger of my emotions br Sunken away underneath layers of sealed lips br My core, my firstborn br br My hands shut off the air swept inside you br Until blue death is done br Black sky, bludgeoned clouds, yellow full moon br Pray, pray for the saving sun br Wind with teeth and nails rakes at the rim br Of rivers where troubled waters run br My conquests, my weaknesses and nightmares of love br The candles I assembled to burn br The labyrinth where light is eventually lost br Shutter up and bid that I return br br But the fire sings through my inner being ceaselessly br I am thrilled, singed, forged, and stung br Stone upon stone build the monument you may honor for me br In the future when I am reborn br It’s the howling voice of echoes calling me out br Through the darkness, led by my maelstrom br Kissing me obscenely with sticky cold on the mouth br Making my very breath its own br My moments, my memories, my melodrama br Sucked ever so slowly upon br Draining the drips you nailed in and pushing you further br Out of my rock song br br The lid is off and I’m losing all feeling br The cuts make me numb br You wait for a rainbow but will I ever be entirely free br Being caught in the storm so long? br It’s a light tap dance at the edge of a precipice br This duel fought with my maelstrom br Down the cliff sprinkle chipped off particles of me br In the end you might have to stand alone.