His eyes enrapture my soul, clutching my greasy unbelieving heart with his twisted, holy fingers. He is singing, but all I can hear is drowning. The only word that penetrates the never ending void is the same word 'Obey.' Am I to obey this man, to obey God? Where will it lead me? I have no time left to think as his deathly voice caved in my will. The only thing I can do now is murmur the words.
"You will know what it means to obey... you will know what it means to obey..."
The man seems appeased by my submission. He has ordered me to sing unto you.
You will know what it means to obey.