Through your eyes I saw the red sun
Burst and slowly melt into the Dead
Sea through your eyes I
Watched your hand expand, and crush a dozen
Trees, like they were dead leaves through
Your ears I heard the mountain
Laugh, the banshee cry
The statue of Mohammed roll a dice to plastic
Buddah, screaming "Christ! Another six - I
Guess it's time to pack my
Things and head back slowly to Nirvana
Through your senses I kissed dying
Time dying time
(Is it?) So it goes we stand alone
By standing stones and turn them into
Circles

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