[the text:] And there I stood barefoot on a cross of the church Cold gusts of winds blow through the holes of my shirt The city around surrounded by one big wall Except the point with the hill, tried to build but it was just too tall On the top of the hill, [would've?] grew one tree And a cross of the church was as high as the peaks My limbs shiver as I'm trying to breathe And I look to the tree All I see are the eyes of a beast No wings for me to hide and be weak And I know that he's trying to eat But I can't go to sleep I see where I'll stand now A blimp floats by that reads 'or demons or dance now' The beast got wings though Flies across the sky like the devil's own angel Then he landed from the air standing here right in front of me Blood sweat and tears drip from his wings ugly Couldn't believe it for the life of me A face of broken mirrors that showed all different sides of me [Silently?], my heart left quietly I woke up with a resurrected piece of what Adam ate
The back-alley brick grew a Cyprus tree Snake eyes came alive in the dice he squeezed Dropped him down to the floor Turned to mice and screamed He tried to stomp him to death But it just wouldn't bleed He heard a gun cock left Turned to look, what'd he see? Cowboy shot an Indian in his face But it stayed in one piece The cowboy dropped down to his knees The Indian scalped his body and turned into a beast The force grows and it swallows the streets Go back to the hunting and gathering of all that we eat The sun's a distant memory we live in darkness and sleep I'm walking through the garden with Eve But when I fall it is all just a dream I am crawling up the walls that I glean Hidden in the ...