A little light
Flickering out in the darkness
Like a lamp
That’s burning with black light
I pray this little understanding I am having
Is the one that eventually lifts me up
Out from among the dead
Whilst in this body
And sets me truly free
Not the type that paints me out
As just another disillusioned fellow
Who has found fake comfort
And is still dead-drugged with slavery
Numb to the real state of things.
I Feel Shadows 