the direction of the eye
so misleading
the defection of the soul
nauseously quick

I don´t question
our existence
I just question
our modern needs

I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

after all is done
we´re still alone
I won´t be taken
yet I´ll go...

I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
into your garden
garden of stone

I don´t show...
I don´t share...
I don´t need
what you have to give...