Moved by oppression, culture call it cult
seen sin the streets a night outrageous
fights, pain and thoughts of pain satisfies
the heart an addiction or habit just takes
It all away a state in mind out of space
scotome rhythm silently; not blind. The steps
I take now are of daylight bliss sunrise kiss
blueprint worship ancient religious Pagan
goddess miscellaneous scotome in streets
I'll be when the sun shines one day at a time