(to) know

Hey! Don't you want to know
The secrets that lies below
The surface of your skin,
That rapes all your within?

Hey! Won't You going to tell
The reasons for that hell
That you say you're living?
Which terrors break your ceiling?

You better get to know yourself
Before the secrets fall from the shelf
Of your soul, above your today,
Shattering your mind everyday.

Relieve your anguish with me
And I promiss you'll see
That the panic of your hell does not
Stand alone, for I feel the same thought.

When you do not know what to do,
Call me, I wil come running through
Deserts of Love where only pain is seeing,
Just to heal your suffering.