The Sophia Conflict (part II)

When against will there’s a desire
Is it God’s blessing of the Devil’s fire
When we’re taught how to act
Is it divine inspiration or Lucifer’s pact
When I can’t keep what I feel inside
Is it Jesus in me or a demon’s lie

Sitting in my room watching time go by
Dreaming daring dreadful steeps, climbing so high
Free falling into chaos, levitating in your eyes
Majestically floating by

Exorcise my demons, longing purification
Marching over precepts such a doubtful obligation
Flesh and spirit bleeding eternal consubstantiation
As you lie motionless waiting for the final consummation
For the final consummation

I fight against my extinct instinct
Helpless, loveless, tameless
I fight against so much I’ve felt
Loveless, helpless, tameless
A fervent kiss of [?] trembling lips

Deeply pent rage hindered in a cage
The penitence dagger is driven into my chest
My life is read in a tear that’s shed
And I give in to the Revelation… thoughtless