Текст песни
A wicked and twisted phantom
Comes to you in the night
But all you see is your reflection
In it’s huge, unblinking eye
A wicked and twisted phantom
Comes to you in the night
But all you see is your reflection
In it’s huge, unblinking eye
You warm up a glass of milk
But forget it in the microwave
And a day passes, and another day
You warm up a glass of milk
But forget it in the microwave
And a day passes, and another day
And another day
And the phantom keeps on coming
And the phantom won’t relent
And from the kitchen there arises
An unblinking, awful scent
Puny pilgrim keep on running
But in your heart you won’t repent
Big two hearted river flooding
Fuse all guilt and innocence
What’s the proper orientation of myself to my non self?
What’s the proper orientation of my non self to me?
What’s the proper orientation of the world to my non-self?
What’s the proper orientation of the world to me?
To me?
To me?
Does it always have to be, to me?