Cast doubt
The city's down
The moon's up
The teeth are out
A dull tongue needs sharpening
The jig's up people trading skin singing
Who says we were supposed to know what to do
I think I know you
Does heaven ignore you
Yeah me too
Lost ones
The beat is gone
Blame it all on who you want
Clear the scene
Enlightened ones
You stoned buddhas
Western monks
I think you're killing things
Your nameless god's indescript speech
Part your lips until you bleed
Formless thought celibate envy
I think I know you
Does heaven ignore you
Yeah me too
Wait
I didn't get your name
Or the face you'd save
By believing in anything