I'm here with you now, as a wicker man
Sacrificed somehow, a far greater plan
Here to make a stand, knowing not design
Dying for a purpose, in that my life resign
To bring a new earth, I'm giving of myself
My inner being, left sitting on a shelf
Darkness now revealing, showing you the light
Subconsciously healing, sinning of the night
Dissipate to ash, dust floating all around
Anticipation lasts, warmth and love abound
Remnants of a soul, settle on the earth
Prophecies foretold, glorious rebirth
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