Heave spoke to her
Celestial voice bestowed upon Resurrection Mary
Defiant and Proud,
The girl speaks out loud so the world my hear her praying:

"So You have been here, then I resent your intentions
Altered this course of events for which I shall never have the process to
Forgive
Be still my heart, it shall beat for no other
Your judgment flawed with selective prosecution
No phantom virtue will control my fate, it is my own,
And never will you rape me and enslave my precious soul
I choose to

Burn in hell, she demands
Never to languish in netherworlds of pettiness and lies
For there is no rest in Zion
His infernal majesty will protect the night for her to see
For then, for now, forever
The Shaman of Shadows lived within her from the start
The beast it grew impatient,
For when in Hell she shall be no slave, and sirens sing with wicked tongue

And her I lay in the throws of anticipation
Of the darkest light of legend
So secure and welcomed with a breath of eternity
Brief is the moment of clarity, but it is a strong as death is certain
For my ride will be short, my words spoken softly, in a haze of sprite