dead you look so old hands are numb your face is cold eyes of the dead eyes of the dead eyes of the dead crusted black putrid face all are dead the
s in a hospital bed But he'll never be better He's already dead I'm ten miles outside the city And I'm lifted away In an ancient light That is not of
it's a moth) That's alright, he ain't got long to go, so we'll forgive him. Ensenada The dog crucifix The dead seal Ghosts of the dead car sun Stop the
and white Your eyes come to sight With the vision of a great divide You turn towards the other side You think you run but you can't hide The dead can
Watcher of the skies watcher of all His is a world alone no world is his own, He whom life can no longer surprise, Raising his eyes beholds a planet
dreams Betrayed by all your leaders This shall no place to be This, a dead-end future Take a walk through grey, concrete deserts Apathetic faces, empty eyes
of the long dead seamen See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted by good spirits None of them speak and they're lifelesss in their eyes And
of the long dead seamen See them stir and they start to rise Bodies lifted by good spirits None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes. And
Now I tell you an ancient tale Of an ancient man From not such a distant land Chivalry rode forth on his mighty horse The crest of the church Engraved
swear at this savage viscous countenance it wears Though you show here shorn and shaven and I admit myself forlorn and craven ghastly grim and ancient
Like, the darker you are the realer your problems I reached for the stars but I just kept slippin On this life mission, never know what's next Ancient
