the scent of sulfur is strong,
the matches are gone
and i'm watching bad books burning
how could it be that, the people they read,
and don't remember anything?
tear off the pieces of words in this book,
so i can restore clear vision
i tried lies; lies, they cripple crowded rooms;
lies take way too much time to climb a mountain
i hope that you know that i cried till I fell asleep,
but it was the best thing.
by design, your dragging, awake dreaming, and i'll make it seem we're dragging all the way home.
now a fool hearted pawn,
the insane are gone
and i'll release all your patience.
stop this bus without breaks; the rest will be cake
as long as you just continue.
be alone, i'll just be alone,
i'll find out what's wrong with this situation.
i ripped the jaw of the lion's mouth.
beside the flock of foolish sheep
where we will stomp with naked feet.
put billboards up, spread this news,
rip people from their caves and show them something real.
fed up to many times and the plate is still full.
scents and depictions of wise men and fools.
nothing but truthfulness and nothing but lies.
in between martyrs for gold coins and glass.
picture me first and then picture me last.
not enough smooth stones to go around here.
to many rough roads painted in fear.
don't forget please, the steps i have taken
to get you as far as to not be awakened.
in my own mouth.
