There's only one who heals a bruised
And battered hellbound soul
The way to mend the broken heart
Is written in the scroll
The kindle of your precious life
Will begin to burn within
A missing piece within your heart
Will start to show its skin
Through new age you've seeked to find
A spiritual healing pass
But what they really wanted is for
You to wear the mask
Only God can make you see
That things aren't as they seem
You don't have to wear a charm
Or remember what you dream
Sometimes the evil things are disguised to be good
So they can suck you in, but if you stay wise