salvation in the flesh
and the heat of the heart
consumption of the whole
the being and the soul
cleansed by the surge
as white waters flow
flash of the past
a glimmer in the eyes
of the beholder
(don't let go!)
and desperate thoughts
claw at the mind
but the torment inside
is only a cry
and salvation is near
only a whisper in the ear
(do you understand me?)
