Oooh the lines on your face

Raging/waiting on the sycamore ways

Saw the flights that you trace

Bending hard the freakin' time and space

Lord have mercy on thee

Embrace their love, caress their cheeks

I'll cut the wires on my feet

Shaking the laws of the mental haze

Shall I lay back, seated

Like a grounded sailor oh oh oh oh

Shall I wait and pray for vivid diamond days eh eh eh eh

At times you shed tears over engines running cold

For the banshees who wailed

The fathers who bled, I lost track of your hurricane

Away with fears, away with loss, as/while javelins fly across

Remember a western countdown be-comes a march in eastern reading

Realise

Real love oh oh

So the teasing lasts for life

On a wicked Sodom

Ayeheheheheh I can't resign/decline

Oooooh release the pattern

Release, release the pattern

Oooh release the pattern

Release, release the pattern!

Ooooh release the pattern

Release, release the pattern!