The direction of the eye

so misleading

The defection of the soul

nauseously quick

I dont question our existance

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

and were still alone

I wont be taken

yet Ill

walk... with my hands bound

i dont show...

i dont share...

i dont need...

what you have to give...

garden of

I will walk.. into.. your garden

i dont know...

i dont care...

i dont need you...