WHEN HISTORY'S STUCK ON REPEAT.....
To the guardians of the watchtower I besiege Thee.
Hear my plea for salvation and set me free.
To the gatekeepers of the East and west.
I will stand brave and endure your tests.
I've been here before in another period of time.
I was naive then and the rocks were made of lime.
I am the child of mother earth.
Branded a mystikal siren the day of my birth.
So cast these demons out of my soul.
So I can finally be Happy and Free and live to grow old.