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...