The worlds reborn inside
the words free from pride
the fire burning high
would you water it down?
Would you treat it with pills
to make it sleep forever
to make it easy like feather
to make it free from the stars
would you shut them down?
Now she's firm like a rock
you've chosen nice spot
there's no crack or cut
you've made it, she's gone
And who made you a king of worlds
a judge of words
a killer of God's spark
who made you decide what she's not
You're not even close to understand it.
