Sacrosanct

So she watches over me
The same illusions she must see
It’s sacrosanct, cannot breathe
Satisfy me, I’ll believe

And concede
That it’s useless to contest
I’ll receive
Persecution and duress

So it closes in on me
Envelops slowly, like a breeze
Claustrophobic, cannot breathe
It comes inside me
I’m bereaved

And concede
That it’s useless to contest
I’ll receive
Persecution and duress

I’m the last thing that you see
Before you close your eyes
I’m the monsters that you dream
And soon you’ll realize
I’m your typhoons and earthquakes
Your demons and perfect sin
I’m your angel of mercy
Your sirens and Circe
I’m your Garden of Eden
The flesh that you’ve eaten
Don’t deny that you’re beaten
‘cause I’ll keep on feeding
I’m the last thing that you see
Before you close your eyes
I’m the last thing that you see
Before you close your eyes

© 2006 Davies