The direction of the eye
so misleading
The defection of the soul
nauseously quick
I don't 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 won't be taken
yet Ill
walk... with my hands bound
i don't show...
i don't share...
i don't need...
what you have to give...
garden of
I will walk.. into.. your garden
i don't know...
i don't care...
i don't need you...
