You have to face

The abomination,

Meet the Chimera where it sleeps.

Your head better follow your hand

If you want to do

What you’re doing,

Right.

But the penance for pretending

Is too much to pay;

If you don’t cast it out

The vision and feel,

You’ll be stuck there for the rest of your life.

Your head has to follow your hand.

And you can’t be afraid

Of losing them both.