The direction of the eye. So misleading.
The defection of the soul. Nauseously quick.
I don't question our existence.
I just question our modern needs.
She don't wander in here. Don't wander in here. She, she don't 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 we're still alone. I won't be taken.
Yet I'll 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. Yeah.
I don't show. I don't share. I don't need, yeah, what you have to give. Yeah.
Ooh, 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. Oh.
I will walk with my hands bound. I will walk into your garden. Garden of stone.
I don't know. I don't care. I don't need, yeah, for me to live. Yeah, yeah.
Uh huh huh. (x8)
