Deprived of sleep, the Monolith spoke to me

Deprived of sleep, the Monolith spoke to me,
all dizzy and in fear, I felt the word creep.
Without thought, no, not without thought.

I felt like I could dance, it enveloped my soul,
felt no air breathing in, but my lungs were fed.
Deprived of sleep, the Monolith spoke to me.

No tenderness, but bitter and blood in my mouth,
I felt free in my own being, but lost without your words.
Without thought, no, not without thought.

So I ask again, please hold my hand,
you gave me the will I never had.
Deprived of sleep, the Monolith spoke to me.

Nothing but cold to the skin,
but I know you will whisper again to my ear.
Without thought, no, not without thought.

When will you cradle my brain,
as I continue to cower in loneliness and emptiness.
Deprived of sleep, the Monolith spoke to me.
Without thought, no, not without thought.