Из альбома: Flight From Echo Falls

Chop up your heresy
Run from your destiny
Into this mess
We call our times
In lines and
Drop every courtesy
Shot full of poisoning
And of a hope to haunt
Your nights
And dream lights

Larger than life
I'm already dead
And I refuse
To come and go again

In the claws of
Power pawn dogs
And the taste of
Alum lemonade
Hovered over every mess
I smiled upon
If every hour was wrong

Larger than life
I'm already dead
And I refuse
To come and go again

Larger than life
I'm already dead
And I refuse
To come and go again

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