Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Passed my time
On holy days
From my mind
Sight, and my taste
[Verse 2]
Higher force of perception
Nothing, that's the ideal
Gentle hand of confusion
Lead me back to myself
[Verse 3]
Dead from crying
Though no one saw
The old saturnine
And iron jaw
[Verse 4]
Higher force of perception
Nothing, that's the ideal
Gentle hand of confusion
Lead me back to myself
[Verse 5]
Common day alleyway heirophant
Common day alleyway heirophant
Common day alleyway heirophant
Common day alleyway heirophant
Written by: Benjamin Robert McLeod, Charles Michael Parks, James Robert Staebler
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