A strange voice whispers, soft and sly,
Thoughts not my own, a curious why.
It murmurs secrets, both dark and bright,
A tempting path, shrouded in night.

Is it a friend, or a cunning foe?
Does it guide or lead me astray, I don't know.
Melodies hum, a haunting refrain,
Urging me onward, through sun and rain.

Can I tame this voice, or will it command?
A battle within, for control of the land.
I search for the truth, with a cautious heart,
This strange voice inside, where will it take part?
With a secret, I keep inside my head