The naked soul lives on in the dreams of the dead
Without the mask that belongs to this world
And the physical sufferings too
The naked soul
The naked soul
The naked soul is just imagination
For the purpose that we aspire
To love, the communion, it's true!
The naked soul
The naked soul
The naked soul is hidden by what we call guilt
A barrier of pain and desire
Love has trouble passing through
The naked soul
The naked soul
The naked soul cries from within its prison
The body from babe to interred
Relief is sharing with you
The naked soul
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