Displacing the waters and drowning the garden
With Cupid defiled by dancing satyrs
Rising with pride our filth shames the demiurge
Trembling roots that defend the spirit
The seeds forbidden still grew in fecundity
They whisper the message that mends the chasm
You cannot truly love someone until you free your demons
You cannot truly love someone until you're free
You cannot truly love someone until you free your demons
You cannot truly love someone until you free them
Old age of ghosts where flesh renews
When silver fountains offer mirrors
Reflects the body in its dream
No hidden desire remains unseen
The sacred dirt becomes its home
Their captors redden with chagrin
What was within is free to touch
And ever spills abundant
The horrors within were survivors of torment
But where they lie dormant, they light the world
They were once angels that grew wretched in confinement
Let them see air and sun and expose the vision
Reflected in the heart of virile creatures
Where stirrings will lead them their fulfillment
You cannot truly love someone until you free your demons
You cannot truly love someone until you're free
You cannot truly love someone until you free your demons
You cannot truly love someone until you free them
Of mass and form, truth calls
In the eyes of Poseidon
No island is alone
The stillness of sleep is an illusion
The heathen priests give their sermon
Returning with seasons, your winter is burning
Replenished with breath, it will turn hell into heaven