Epiphany

I chose your soul to vanish in the smoke
No matter how much you try, I will never choke.
Do all that you wish, I don’t surrender.
All your words, your sould was all but tender.

I don’t see and I don’t hear.
What is it that you fear?
Cut my ties, now set me free.
Your thoughts are not decree.

With the last power in your hands.
Come on, finish what you started.
Why is it you can’t, with all your chants?
It is because you know, you parted.