Rising Up From The Valley Below

Supple. figurine.
a delicate cross between mass and majick
I've been here before
You've been here with me
And we all ran for the caves like
something engrained from centuries before
Lying here on a sea foam shore
the water is warm
the salt is sweat
from my pores
Drink, drink now
Deep, deep
Down within
How do I vow to extiguish
the bellicose voices
in my head
and throughout my world
Wherelse is there left to hide
and call sanctuary.
I am wating for this voyage.
Seen it before
waiting again.