Charles Mansion Lyrics

Wckr Spgt Charles Mansion

It used to be a church on the isle of Atlantis
   Mr. Chilk hurts,  it was all just a fantasy
   One dream in the brain of a beast used for labor
   One beam in the house for a girl-dream to savor
   A wild eyed companion with roots in the sky
   One trips through that house
   That uplifting, dangerous, horrible house
   Where oxen go
   Where oxen die
   "A hole opens up in the ground beneath it"