Whisperings of an Angel

An Angel's Whisper

Now listen here knucklehead
I'm going to raise you from the dead
Disband that obstinate doubt of dread
No heart is stone dead

Unguise the mask of no feeling
Smash all protective bottling
Let go of pre-conditioning
Love's dart is not poisoning

Stop trying to flee
Emancipate, be free
Permit thyself to be thee
And you'll hear no more from me