You make confessions true, I hate to construct my cage. 
You push aversion through and ride it Through. Fields of 
dust. As I surrender, I take my pain. Don't change a 
thing and I'll make you feel The same. When I surrender, 
sanity's yield. I turn my back and step into the mine 
field. Perpetuate Seduction of things you've been 
fighting for. Devote your will to nothing, break through 
the open Door.