Level of conviction
My voice is so silent
My mind is yielding
My heart becoming radiant.

And so the pattern of this world is hating him.
Hating me without cause
My friends there to dark now
My room has lifted without even touching a cloud.
Heavenly host just walks right in then go out.
While demons skirm just to be let down.
Zeal is here trying to endure this night with no "burst" out.

So he rights a verse couple of songs and poems then he lays down.

I don't hear nothing except being loving before they take him out.