Don't give me the Truth if it ain't naked Manipulate your form so your curves exaggerated Playing on my senses with all this fabrication Made up glamorising everything but yourself All I can see is the ******* of a latent beauty unexpressed And the hollow of that cavity at the center of your chest Fill it up Love Rest your eye lids Be still and look within Concentrate on your breath Feel that vibration? That's the secret sensation of the Self Dear Goddess Mother of the Word soothing and nourishing The echoes of your Womb resonated into Soul So Egoistic and foolish Believing our Masculine polarity is superior our feminine's Chaos and not a Cosmos playing falsehood as truth By Your mercy the veil's lifted and I witness Living Beauty So I AM the Sun The Son of your potency I shine like ya With loving devotional service