Rocked again by indecision, should I make that small incision
Testify, to the bleeding heart inside
I've clawed, I've scratched, I've ran, I've slashed
and when he opened up at last
Found a cul de sac
Deep and black
of smoke and ash...............
The wicked king of parody, is kissing all his enemies on the seventh day, on the seventh day
The tyrants voice is softer now, but just for one forgiving hour, before the rise of his iron fist again
I've come tonight, I've come to know, the we are, the way we'll go
And to measure this width of the wide abyss
I come to you in restless sleep, where all your dreams turned bitter sweet
With voodoo doll philosophies, day glow holy trinities
The crooked raft, the leaves, the shore, fairies drunken, souls aboard
Pilgrims march to compestello, visions of their saint in yellow
Follow deep in trance, lost in a catatonic dance
We know no future, damn the past
The lying liars are standing safe at last