[Verse] This path is winding and layered, right along the fence. The clever climber is a selfish man who bypasses the mountain. I'm puking drunk in the toilet, I believe that's how the world was created. It's a custom to meet a hunter, convert prey — it's Skyrim. Look for me where the effects of space are irreversible, undeniable. I am where the gorilla's gaze is equal in power to its depths. Look for me where there's no horizon, hidden by a veil of sweet smoke. Where the Aboriginal dances synchronize with the movements of the forest. Where rise after fall, the beautiful next to the wretched. Where there is no fear or bewilderment in the cycle of deaths and births. With the weight of my lungs letting me know I was not dreaming, ash and snow fell from the sky. Fell dead, melted and revitalized the grass on the ground. [Chorus] A brother without a sister, a husband without a wife. A son without a father, a court without a judge. Brother without sister, husband without wife. A son without a father, a prisoner without a prison. [End]
