Darkness reveals itself in the shadows
of the trees, in their minds.
A row of wooden doors, and plastic locks
to be picked on by the theif, with one eye.
pack the money in our bags, walk astray like the lonely man.
Who sat there, and watched it all go down.
A paper city, with paper morals. Without a lantern, in the south.

Fields of glory only await,
Why do we cry at the sight of a distant sun, and a plan for failure?

darkness reveals itself in the shadows
of the trees, in their minds.
A row of wooden doors, and plastic locks
to be picked on by the theif, with one eye.
pack the money in our bags, walk astray like the lonely man.
Who sat there, and watched it all go down.
A paper city, with paper morals. Without a lantern, in the south.

Fields of glory only await,
Why do we cry at the sight of a distant sun, and a plan for failure?

the waiting for sunlight, and 2 years of shade
Is over, it's over...
Life in boundry is over, it's over.
Casper our saviour...
Casper our saviour!!!!!!!

Save us, this breathing is poison!
Save us, this breathing is poison!
Take this stone from the palm of our hands,
Our path to freedom in the palm of our hands