Here in the jungle I go riding around, The concrete trees are now up to my knees, Where the paved winter gardens are, Quiet, and shrouded by sleep.

Nightfall invites the strangers delights And the signs deliver bright premonitions, Nightfall invites the stranger delight Were trapped by these conditions, We are ruledWe are ruled By our selfish minds, We are ruled By our selfish minds

Without vision all your beautys macabre, Oh let us see some kind of fruity or hot And satisfy some ingrown spark. Forgot, and learned again.

Nightfall invites the strangers delights And the signs deliver bright premonitions Nightfall invites the stranger delight Were trapped by these conditions, We are ruledWe are ruled By our selfish minds, We are ruled By our selfish minds, We are but ruled.