I have desecrated this temple

How it brings such sorrow

It dampens my hope

For a better tomorrow

On time that is burrowed

How I wallow in tribulation

Where is my salvation

I’m filled with aspiration

Wanting only divination

I’m given only devastation

Living with no expectations

Enjoying your speculations

While wishing for vindication

I feel so violated

Where is my compensation

Don’t want your domination

I control the sensation

Save your deprivation

Displaying demonstration

Refusing stagnation

Showing confirmation

Of restoration

The proclamation

Of preservation

Preparing for visitation

Then we will have clarification

No cheap imitation

I’ve extended the invitation

When you end the damnation

There will be a new revelation

Then will begin

The desolation of sorrow