The direction of the eye, so misleading
The defection of the soul, nauseously quick
I dont question, our existence
I just question, our modern needs

She dont wander in...dont wander in here, she...
She dont wander in here...

I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone...yeah...

After all is done, and were still alone
I wont be taken, yet Ill go...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone

I dont show...i dont share...
I dont need, yeah...what you have to give...

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