Second time around all the thirsty past slippin' in this morning.
Lying down under the clear hollow could I fall in a sleep, if I was an illusionist?
And the silence join the war before you make a gun. And the cluster roared away without their next land.
And a prophet lives alone until his ending.
Feeling us fated, it was my conceit.
Take the mirrors away from all my passive walls.
Sink mirrors deeply into the rusty water.
It's a second time around.
Universality, it's not the time.
But the depth of a will, just a still foggy shadow. Climb on your own mountain.
You sure need some control to keep your breath under self continuance.
And the silence takes place before the Turkish Move.
And your god diffidently denounces the escape from your enemy.
And my humid cellar, violent green, feeling like an endless faint.
Break mirrors away into the rusty water.
Feeling us fated it was my conceit.
Take mirrors away from all my passive walls.
It's a second time around.
Lying down under the clear hollow could I fall in a sleep, if I was an illusionist?
And the silence join the war before you make a gun. And the cluster roared away without their next land.
And a prophet lives alone until his ending.
Feeling us fated, it was my conceit.
Take the mirrors away from all my passive walls.
Sink mirrors deeply into the rusty water.
It's a second time around.
Universality, it's not the time.
But the depth of a will, just a still foggy shadow. Climb on your own mountain.
You sure need some control to keep your breath under self continuance.
And the silence takes place before the Turkish Move.
And your god diffidently denounces the escape from your enemy.
And my humid cellar, violent green, feeling like an endless faint.
Break mirrors away into the rusty water.
Feeling us fated it was my conceit.
Take mirrors away from all my passive walls.
It's a second time around.