There’s something I see
Inside of you
Through your soul
I’m very in tuned
To question its aura
It’s deepest creation
Not of god
But possibly satin
Your posture, your face
Your indignant grace
Strikes a chord
I’d rather not say
Eerie and dark
It’s just not right
Stay away
And out of my sight
Walk away
As though you’re the one
That no one could replace
Or come undone
As the ruler you think
You are to all
Fear of second
Or not at all
