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DEEPNESS OF MY SOUL is a plea for surrender, a release of the self to the greater power.
Here, a soul yields ego to become a vessel beyond fame,
to spiritual grandeur.
                    A woman is just a man's reflection, as the mirror has no echo or shade.
The narrative presents a dichotomy between desire and exploitation; the speaker is inherently tied to fulfillment.
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‍She speaks directly in consciousness,  
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Tell me
How do you want me
Master
Spell caster
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                As a concession to what has taken over her thoughts, yielding to self-doubt,
Plainly,

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Point me
In a direction
Afflict your pain
On my missed conception

Her infertility showcases a loss of purpose,
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She becomes the Freudian Madonna through the Virgin Mary, the conception figure, naming what society asks of the wife: a body with intent.
Her devotion gazes back at sacredness, which is bound to conception.
She kneels within the double standard of wife and entertainer, whilst her spirit seeks direct alignment with the cosmic order.
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She then requests,
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Cut into me
Arrange the order I must be
To give me
Satisfaction in my need
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To become of sense, as she needs to understand herself.
This is her truest desire, agreement with divine order.
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An instruction,
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Take me
Under control
I'll give you labor
I'll give you deepness of my soul
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A submission chosen to relieve the disorder,
         As she can give what only she has,
She is no more than the depth of her spirit,  
The soul's offering is genuine from the start.
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For her development, she then states,
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Give me power
Give me light I can control
Tell me
How you want me to take mold
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Communicating the divine spark, the soul seeks to realize its unity.
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         DEEPNESS reflects on the fantasy and labor each paragon role demands, circling the programmatic illusion of the woman and, in reason, the emotional relinquishments necessary to achieve a full realization.
The speaker asks the highest being for empowerment and clarity, yet within the controller's desires, as heimarmene—the orderly, interconnected chain of cause and effect across the universe—to be harmonious with her existence and creationism.
To become fate.
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     In modern reality, what can be sought after in a woman of power often requires the stripping of female sexuality; still, in many working industries of entertainment, sensuality must be upheld.
How performative is the achievement of success?
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Media outlets selectively censor or focus on sexual themes to benefit large producers and revenue influencers; only by selling the self to the greater power of conglomerates can feminine provocative work gain social acceptance in mass media, while the converse, as self-proposition, is received as shame in producing the exposed female self- shame in owning her entity and engaging with her core.
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To be a star is to relinquish autonomy over a woman's image for commercialization, embodying herself as a commodity for acceptance and binding her image to how her body and persona are perceived externally; the self here is in a vulnerable state of becoming, yet searching for fulfillment.

A star is born to be driven by gravity; it is containment.
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DEEPNESS shifts this focus, asking what she can do now, acting as a direct connection to cosmic order.
The stardom she seeks is only that which validates her internal perception.

She sees herself; she seeks recognition with her last lines,
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I offer you the deepness of my soul
I want more than just your gold
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      Gold is worldly worth, the market's measure of her being, and all matters perceived externally as riches and succession. By refusing it, she recognizes that yielding to an external validation will not align with her divine essence.
This is an alliance beyond her appearance, an offering from the profound soul in its true state.
She is already in the form she needs; all that can be requested of her here is not the In Vitro of a violent, egotistical surrendering to social conformity as womanhood, as she still bears infertility.
Her alignment with the whole comes from her present self, her deep soul, with missed conception and all, and the realization that she is in order with the supreme.
The piece dismantles a glorified transfiguration of a woman's use and purpose, presenting her self-awareness as a symbol of released modesty and commanding power—a force like the strike of a hammer, the tightening of a screw, or the hard purity of steel—each an idealization of self-satisfaction.

As the speaker rests in prayer, she pleads surrender.

Her soul is linked to undivided totality.
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“Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to thy word.”
(Luke 1:38, KJV)
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Mary's fiat, being of a woman exalted through submission, shares catharsis with Madonna's. DEEPNESS calls to the highest self for a breakthrough through surrender, above the machinery of fame.

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Lyrics

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Tell me
How do you want me
Master
Spell caster
Point me
In a direction
Afflict your pain
On my missed conception
Cut into me
Arrange the order I must be
To give me
Satisfaction in my need
Take me
Under control
I'll give you labor
I'll give you deepness of my soul
Give me power
Give me light I can control
Tell me
How you want me to take mold
I offer you the deepness of my
soul
I want more than just your gold

  





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Produced by TAN/A + ZDÂM
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