She's got me
In a boundless kind of bind
I can hear her
Her voice deep with light
She's working
On my heart and on my mind
Nothing wrong with them, child
Only places to refine
Ask the sun permission
To take them back
All of the cords
From your captors
Ask for the Mother's grace
Before you act
Before you speak
Say what you stand for
Om dom Durga yay
Om dom Durga yay, namaha
Cut the head off
It's a lot kinder you know
Than to dance in the same old trance
Let yourself run the show
With her help