Hz - Enochian Theory

Steal a look around

Cynically opposed

Breath, let it out

Open to this, I feel, not a lot

Take my best shot at being a man, alive

Place my hands on your heart, while sealing off mine

They watch as I squeeze, 'til there’s nothing left

Nothing left

Nothing left

It used to feel so alive

When the light comes

Falter, as I reach out to your form

Cower and stumble

As I kneel before you