Aura

[groaning]
I'm ready for this
Me, I'm me, this is me
I'm not watching anyone
This is me, I'm watching me
Walk down a street
(Christ) I'm watching me
Aura, aura, aura
Mind of a physical was hurt and bleeded
All over his hands, all over his face
I guess that made him stranger (Are you ready?)
More stranger than every other step in this staircase
(Can I be ready?) Whether they went up or down
Destiny minus coincidence was only right
To the red soldier of the sword
And only for Shatan shall it fall
The name of Allah, I shall always be a servant to he, my Lord
And if you choose truth, he's all for you
Allah in sound, Allah in mind
Feel his aura
Mind if I join you? May I please breathe leaves of choice
And hang the [?] mindful act of limitation
Pause of life, like I wanted to do many times
But instead I took practical wisdom
All praise is due to Allah
The calm, unexcitable state of mind