Hide-and-seek

I'll cover my eyes with my hands and count out to ³³

Chill down my spine, it got me shakin' like a leaf

Remember like yesterday, watched 'em dredge the creek

Promise I won't peek

There's something lurking in those trees

(Ahh ah ah ah ah ah)

(Ah ah ah ah ah)

T—T—Th—Th—Th—Thirty three

Oh, oh, oh, oh

(Ah—h ah—h ah—h)

Hide-and-seek

Cover my eyes with my hands and count to ³³

Up and gone with the wind, just deafening silence in the heat

Blood mountain, a festival of sex and death at my feet

Distant echos of the bees

Rotting foliage and the screams

A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle

A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego

Aaahh, oh

Aaahh

A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle

A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego

(Buried deep like a needle)

(Consumed by monstrous ego)

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

Heard it turning, churning in the crust

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

Saw it squirming, burning in the sun

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

Heard it turning, churning in the crust

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

I saw it squirming, burning in the sun

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

Heard it turning, churning in the crust

These things take me to a place

Rotten wanderlust, never did adjust

I saw it squirming, burning in the sun

Oh, oh, oh, oh

A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle

A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego

This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)

This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go—o—o—o—o (Aaah)

Rolling through the backwoods

There's a quiet in the air

All the birds have stopped their singing

I think the wrong god heard my prayer

Why'd I shun my people?

Can I blame it on a past life?

There's a flicker in my shadow

Got me thinkin' it's my last night

I— n—never let it go, go

But I will never let it go

All they found were the eyeballs

Black bones in the white walls

Comin' out come nightfall

Any day thinkin' I might fall

All they found were the eyeballs

Black bones in the white walls

Comin' out come nightfall

Any day thinkin' I might fall

A feeling primeval, buried deep like a needle

A victim so feeble, consumed by monstrous ego

This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)

This guilt is choking the life from me but I will never let it go (Aaah)