Slow tonight. One step at a time I’ll leave a burning light, but comfort starts a fire.
From the dead they rise. The demons that I buried long ago.
Hands over my eyes, I fall asleep into a nightmare held by ghosts.
Influence.
Slow tonight. To feel and take control.
You pull me in so close to change my mind.
I’ve never needed the answers. I’ve never needed a cage to keep me down.
So controlled by desire. I bury myself underneath the sound.
Influence.
Pull me in. Hands over my eyes.
Pull me in. Turning out the lights.
Pull me in. Hands over my eyes.

(s.ochsner)