continously fall extinguish my fire transmitting ohor tampering with my heart I wish that wasn't true glory joy in earth mother of my soul you fit me like a glove your capacity perfect I see you arrive the eyes i look frightened in a voice from heaven ears which i hear on the way my glance. rapid heartbeat shortness of breath sweating shaking feeling unreal fearing faintain, going crazy I worry about my future no entry no assess |