You mean there’s more out there like you?
You mean there’s more out there like you?

She chose me. Chose me over all men. Chosen to be seduced. Taken by the hand. Guided between the Light and the Dark. But is she an angel or is she a demon? Is she imaginary or is she real? Is she my own voice or the voice of..

Felt it in my fist, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs