I beg of thee Slice it clean Let my bottled thoughts Absorb in the ground As they pour from my mind Bleeding patters of time.
As my thoughts pour Unleash my sea of dreams Unleash my once secret, secrets For all to see, while they still can Until they all vanish deep in the depths of this trampled ground To be buried for good.
I bow to thee, in a guilt of plea Take this life And set me free