Monks Of Mellonwah Escaping Alcatraz
You’ll rust in here, or fly away
The days come and go again…
These hallowed walls, their shadow falls
The sun is meek he lets us wash away can you hear me say
Don’t let me wash away…
Speculate, infiltrate, Storm the gate, recreate this escape tonight
The moon is brightening the darkness
Emancipate, operate, a dying state, clean the slate for all our time
Let your soul breathe in the air
Don’t let me wash away…
