she don't wander in...don't wander in here, she...
she don't wander in here...don't wander in here...
the direction of the eye, so misleading
the defection of the soul, nauseously quick
I don't question, our existence
I just question, our modern needs
she don't wander in...don't wander in here, she...
she don't wander in here... .... ....
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 we're still alone
I won't be taken, yet I'll go...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...
I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden, garden of...
I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk into your garden, garden of stone...
I don't know...I don't care
I don't need...the need to live...