Listen.
To the echoes
Bouncing off the red walls
Of this dark cave
Pulsating and dripping
A deep, muddy red.
This is not mine.

And just as she
So flawed in her human skin
Was so loved by he
Superior in his very essence
So might I love you
And so might I give life
To generations
Who are not my own.

I did not ask for this
But this burden I am given
And so it is my fate
To deliver me from hell
I am not my own person
A part of me is shared with you all
I am not real.

I will wait until you listen
Until you understand
The vibrations
Within this solemn cage
Of flesh and blood
And the beat of the drum
We all feel inside.
We are one,
Currently divided.

Listen.