One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four.
If I could see the life in me...
If I could could know than I would show...
If I could fall, run down and more...
If you could kill, you surely will…
Because it’s understanding flowing free.
Elude, there child and fall.
Elude, there child and fall.
One, two, three, four.
A ghost appears, for all she hears, through dark and light, across this night.
And freaks will climb, around your mind.
Through crawling crept, and shadows left.
Cause it’s understanding, flowing free.
Elude, there child and fall.
Elude, there child and fall.
Elude, there child and fall.

[by a7raxia #43]