Passing the space of mud beliefs
In quiet recounting
Allegiances a moth
To behold in stable garbling
And mixed allegiances
To be a crowded beast
With lots of odds and ends
And vision stops to blemish white
And you want to see, run away
The danger waits
Like the darkness in a lake
There's no turning back and you can't stand still
So come on and feel the danger
So come on and feel the danger
Right, left dead set you're tired
Burning in your heart's desire
Wasted like your poor libido
So come on and feel the danger
So come on and feel the danger