Cocoon cradle throws out its butterfly Leaves behind its old life struggling to fly Crouching praying mantis a master of his art Forked tongue and cunning straight through the heart
You’re just a Mona Lisa staring at a screen Knows nothing of the Nephilim and all that goes unseen Another would be Socrates just melting in the crowd Doesn’t know who Lennon was the legend of The Shroud
Looking out in shades of grey looking on the inside out Dreaming all your life away Never realized that doubt
Looking out in shades of grey looking from the inside out Dreaming all your life away Never realized that doubt
Tongue of frog eats the fly Sensational guru the spectrum is a lie Love is the new hate hate is the new love We’ve all been roundly deceived And swallowed all the bait
You’re just a Mona Lisa staring at a screen Doesn’t know who Jesus was or everything in between Another would be Socrates head stuck in a hole Doesn’t know who Mao was Knows nothing really at all…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
