Magazine - The Garden
I’m in a web
I tasted blood in the garden
I’m in a maze, I’m in a maze
So they hung science in my heart
I’m in a web
Your phoney ghosts went by I laughed
I’m in a maze, I’m in a maze
I dragged them out of the dark
I’m open wide
I pressed thorns into my flesh
I am awake, I am awake
My eyes look like claws
I’m open wide
Man eating man eating man
I am awake, I am awake
My sickness is my reward
I’m in a web
I’d swear I saw the sunlight shake
I’m in a maze, I’m in a maze
The sky’s all over my head
I’m in a web
I’m feeling gravity harden
I’m in a maze, I’m in a maze
Sounding the alarm from the centre of a flowerbed
I’m open wide
I am the only one awake
I am awake, I am awake
And I’m so well informed
I’m open wide
I’ll see the bottom of the lake
I am awake, I am awake
In the eye of a brainstorm
I am responsible
Man eating man eating man