Nip the evil in the bud
Blow out the candles, let them grow
Pierce my eyes, cut their wings
Let the concert begin
Let the vapor out the lungs
Until you no longer need to breathe
Find your internal light
And then swing to the circles of time
Let the rain fall, draining the purity
Will they laugh when I bleed some more?
(I wonder)
Pierce my eyes, cut their wings
Let the concert begin
Pierce my eyes, cut their wings
Let the concert begin
Let the vapor out the lungs
Until you no longer need to breathe
Find your internal light
And then swing to the circles of time