The Familiar

Starved for the light

Sleepless dream of mine

Conjure me

Cast a circle

Rouse my soul

Say my name

I don’t want this grace if the meaning is empty

I only want to sing if it wakes your mind

I don’t want to hurt if the pain yields no progress

I only want to grow if it means I’ll be whole

But if I’m just as lost, strike my name from the books

Burn the sage. Tear out the page

Let history remind us of everything that I’ve done

With this devil on my back

Erase the blame forget the shame

It keeps me intact

Conjure me

Cast a circle

Rouse my soul

Say my name

I could die with my fears exposed

Or I could change the way I think, the way that I perceive

Be honest with my honesty

Learn a lesson through a different system

Reincarnate. Post-optimistic

I sold my soul for a sense of self control

Heaven and hell, both what we make of them

(If I have a heart then take it)

If it’s God sent then take it, or be taken aback

But if I’m just as lost, strike my name from the books

Burn the sage. Tear out the page

Let history remind us of everything that I’ve done

With this devil on my back

Erase the blame forget the shame

I’m closer now than I have ever been