Silently I stand on sacred ground Absolutely no souls around Questioning events which got me here And why a presence feels so near Observing nothing in line of sight Distressed over secluded fright I should fear that I’ve been left behind Yet fear means nothing to my mind
Death of Ego
Death of Ego
Death of Ego
Silently I stand on sacred ground Absolutely no souls around Questioning events which got me here And why a presence feels so near Observing nothing in line of sight Distressed over secluded fright I should fear that I’ve been left behind Yet fear means nothing to my mind