Slowly I stick my hand
Into the merged soul
Of a thousand corpses
I wanna feel how it feels
To [bad word] one without boundaries
heightened state of being
Where differences have faded
And the present
Is the future and the past
The eyes of the dead
Have turned to white stone
Blinded by the sheerness
Of their naked sore open souls
Which slowly pulls me deeper
And deeper down into
world I wanna live in
Where everything is clear
As it should be/ as it can be
Washed away is my sense of time
I'm going nowhere
Yet I'm moving.
I've never felt this alive
I've finally reached
sense of purpose
And nothing can hurt me anymore
I'm not in reach of your lies
calm bright light
Is shining from their eyes
It tells my soul to stay by their side
I heed the calling
The souls of thousands