I heard to Sananda Maitreya; 

Now me and my self sing to each-other; 

Whoever you are come forth. 

Come forth. 

These are the days that must happen to you. 

Come forth. 

Shala lala. 

Shala lala. 

I am a spirit’ah above your head, 

though I rest in you, as though you werr a bed. 

In a molecular world, in an electric state, 

I sing the praise of angels, and I sit and wait, for you. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Give me your tears, I’ll keep them in a glas. 

I’ll store them with the treasures, that I’ve amassed. 

(Give me your) Gi-i-i-ive me your ears, I have secrets to tell. 

(I like to listen to you) 

I will make you hear, the delicate bells, all around you. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Give me your anger, I’ll soften the tone. ..the-the-the the-the tone. 

I am the kiss that crawls where love is shown. 

(I am the) I am the mirror, that reflects your flicker and f-f-f-fla-yay-yay-a-a-ame. 

So follow me through your mirror frame. 

Yih..

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

There are the days that must happen to you. 

Whoever you are come forth.

I have not revealed myself, to be another st-t-t-tatistic. 

(Surrender) I have come to you, to be my mystique. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, ba-babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Babe, babe, babe, succumb to me. 

Succumb to me. 

These are the days that must happen to you. 

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