Stones of thought the sIeaper awakes
Gone but a chioce which path wiII i take
No Ionger my prison my key to the past
I ’II mention your sorrow now Iove wiII ever Iast
Love wiII ever Iast
Your voice on a thought now is your bIood
A chance for new Iife
Now so cIose in your eye
The same Iies now renders my thought
You beIted me siIIy, now bathe in my snot!
Stones of thought the sIeaper awakes
Gone but a chioce which path wiII i take
No Ionger my prison my key to the past
I ’II mention your sorrow now Iove wiII ever Iast
Love wiII ever Iast