I can hear the angels' voices
Calling out to me
The ghosts of those who came before
Are floating on the sea
Saying please
Let us be free
Free
I go to dark spaces
When I need to sleep
And I go to darker places
Whenever I think
Set me free
Let me be free
Free
All the way down to the bottom
Once again flawed and altered
What once was fine
Is now faltered
Saying please
Set me free
Free
Free