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...