this is my fn song
I closed my eyes and opened my mind, just to find that things werent right,a silloette of you dancing, swaying in the night, I had to squint and look again cause, I wasnt sure what it was. Now I travelled to your country, I left my life behind me, with nothing here to comfort, I took all I could find.
I brought this to your table, I brought this to your heart and one day when I am able, we can make another start. So I ask you don't deny me, as we wade out into the sea, the angels shook and follied, nautious she struggled free, so I kept on this dark embarkment, stopped to looked around, I planted you in my garden, along with all I found. I kept you in captivity, I kept you by my side, can't understand what got into me, it's in you I confide. Then a forest fell around me, as the darkness took my hand, and he offered me the harvest, if I'd go into his land, and in this lake of fire, in this dream of mine, a hell which I desire, so I guess I am doin fine. This is my life in a story book and theres blood on every page,I am everywhere if you care to look, the whole world is my stage, on a stormy day of darkness, I go and sow my harvest, I kiss the hand that feeds me and he keeps me down on one knee. So I walk and never stumble, for tis you that keeps me humble, taught well by my master, to avoid facing disaster.
I brought this to your table, I brought this to your heart and one day when I am able, we can make another start. So I ask you don't deny me, as we wade out into the sea, the angels shook and follied, nautious she struggled free, so I kept on this dark embarkment, stopped to looked around, I planted you in my garden, along with all I found. I kept you in captivity, I kept you by my side, can't understand what got into me, it's in you I confide. Then a forest fell around me, as the darkness took my hand, and he offered me the harvest, if I'd go into his land, and in this lake of fire, in this dream of mine, a hell which I desire, so I guess I am doin fine. This is my life in a story book and theres blood on every page,I am everywhere if you care to look, the whole world is my stage, on a stormy day of darkness, I go and sow my harvest, I kiss the hand that feeds me and he keeps me down on one knee. So I walk and never stumble, for tis you that keeps me humble, taught well by my master, to avoid facing disaster.