Biding their time. Defining what is and is not devine. Priming and pruning your mind for a life coloring within the lines. You cling to their lies; nothing exists behind the boundaries they've devised.

Hear the truth buried in every lie, all are Devine. Hug this world tight and define for yourself what it is to be alive.

Is it fulfilling to be tied to the desires of a subconscious mind? You've become resigned; residing in their safe design. Consumed by the fear of your own demise. Are you thriving inside or is it merely getting by?

Hear the truth buried in every lie all are Devine. Hug this world tight and define for yourself what it is to be alive.

You put the blinders over your eyes. You are the they we all hide behind. If it was decided that life is a thrilling ride when you grab the reins and self rely would you throw away the key and free your mind?