Half-handed Cloud Earth Outside Of Ghost Will Only Be Quicksand
I'm still your dad my son
I'm still your mom my daughter
But a fire guards the garden
And it led the way back home.
A home in folds of skin
Will make you thirst for water
And the water is the Spirit if the Spirit you'll enroll
Earth outside of ghost will only be quicksand
Garden was your dwelling place, but now you have been banned
Garden is overgrown so take me by the hand
Would you have preferred it if I'd left this ship unmanned?
If you follow me, you'll leave this dry grassland.
At the same time stay; you'll see through eyes of a headstand.
This world is still the Lord's
The devil is a squatter
And he can't give you a pardon when he's bound the earth to roam
The earth for him's a jail
It's going to get hotter
When I take You in my body and my heart becomes Your home.