You scream out,
Try not to repeat.
Hazy mazes,
Try to be discreet.
You tell them,
The secrets of your mind.
But the answer,
Still you cannot find.
Now your tryin,
Tryin to be true.
Hazy mazes,
Tryin' to get to you.
Well it will end,
Where it began.
With your body,
Placed beneath the sand.
In again,
The cycle never ends.
Made of skin,
Forgive your human sin.
I found the truth,
It came from our hand.
It spoke with force,
It came from the sand,
And it said!
It spoke with sound,
It will
Amaze.
Open up your ears,
Hear the great voice,
As it says!