Summerland

Teeth clenched, knuckles split
Back where I started; unfit, amiss
Shepherd of the sick
I am the star of the morning
I descend into my throne of glory
Separate from time, not forward nor behind
Step from the grime, no longer confined
Lost; one with the salt, tongue turned to chalk
Oh, the circles I've walked
With nowhere to run
Got twelve on the sun, and the chamber holds one
State of mind undermines reasoning
Rob me blind, tell me lies; imprisoning
Against myself, my conscience drags me to hell
I'd give up now if I could skip the fucking farewell
Grim premonitions
Dim lights and a clouded existence
Flat lined and behind the black sky
Grim
Premonitions
My state of mind undermines reasoning
Rob me blind, tell me lies; imprisoning
Against myself, my conscience drags me to hell
Nothing's free
Pack it up and leave
Hymns sung backwards
Limbs twisted and fractured
Snow entombs and ruins
Frozen, broken
State of mind undermines reasoning
Rob me blind, tell me lies; imprisoning
Against myself, my conscience drags me to hell
I'll give up now
I'll give up now
I am the star of the morning
I descend into my throne of glory