Текст песни Emancipation

The open air atop this mountain welcomes my hungered voice yet - in the echoes of my indulgence I hear a calling from below silent cries to my solitude profound in too deep there is no return for the soul unbound in too deep I draw circles sacred boundaries around my desolate temple blood is spilt and thorns grow on the path to liberty eternally in pain and rapture I was summoned and I was forced yet - I willed it so