The fog rolls in thin here tonight. And all that is warm. Grows ice cold. All that are strong. Fill with fright. My ship has returned here tonight. Get away.
In the short time. That I have spent here. In this ghastly plane. I've come to find. There are so many things. That should be changed. Like the relationship.
You say there's freedom. Within our nature. Well I don't think you understand. Mother Earth has fallen to Mother Man. The Air, the Sea, the Grass, the Trees,.
I've scaled over the walls of morality. Not quite sure what I'd find. There on the other side. Waiting in a common stance. Relieve me of my duty. As keeper of this body.
I've scaled over the walls of morality. Not quite sure what I'd find. There on the other side. Waiting in a common stance. Relieve me of my duty. As keeper of this body.
Talking to yourself. You say things. No one ever hears. Knowing yourself better. Than anyone ever could. Bet you never thought you would. Honesty prevails in thought.
And so the psychic saw. Meaningful ends and the thrill of it all. To be an equal of infinity divine. Searching the cosmos for erected confines. Bursting within the motherland.
It all seems so strange. The mutes the bums. The dogs with mange, the poor,. Doesn't anybody help themselves anymore. I guess not. Barefoot pregnant women.