And if you want her hand then you must know
It is not your thoughts that make her glow
It is your heart, so bold and true
When you let, your heart be you

Pridefully gleaming you will bow
To any man with blade endowed
When you see his painful growl
Because you see his inner child

His lost, confused, angry brat
Who lost his way when momma had a heart attack
And now he's stuck in nightmare raps
Because he has no way to get past

If you can see that the heart it breathes
Then you have seen much in eternity
All that's left is to let third-eye lead
And you will finally be free'd