Testo Hoax And The Shrine

The lake dictates the news [?]
She [?] supply and demand
[?] an empty room
With words like
"I will take real good care of you"

Can a god spill milk?
Kissing feet to watch the hours wilt [?] between the hoax and the shrine

I wandered around a shapeless station
And soliloquy clouds
That nebulous dichotomy [?]

I am all of it
Clocking in the dreaming I could quit
Disobedience lie between the shackle and the strife