My vision is the road of imagination hope to see and lift the head of light at night...the dreadful tides in the lake they take form and die conquer the beast...excited and desirous I see the river, the waters are sick I'd like to feel what I don't want to grant their bodies will satisfy my desire open the mouth that waits alone stately and strong as the bull on the mount in the lake they take form and die conquer the beast...excited, desirous