the direction of the eye so misleading the
defection of the soul nausously quick i
don't question our existence i just
question our modern needs 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 after all is done we're still
alone i won't be taken yet i'll go... 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 i don't show... i don't share... i
don't need what you have to give...