Nowhere Land

Here is the way the way to nowhere Here is the saviour prince of your darkness Here is your freedom your peace your sickness Here is the sect the power of soul Something in your wicked mind something in your eyes Something in your wicked soul something in your mind rots Something in your wicked mind something in your mind Something in your wicked brain something in your mind rots They give you the choice they keep the control How's your sickness it seems to grow Here is the spy the needle in your eye Blows your mind out locks you on your cloud Something in your wicked nerves something in your eyes Something in your wicked dreams something in your mind rots Something in your wicked dreams something in your mind Something in your wicked nerves something in your mind rots Here is the way the way to nowhere How's your sickness it seems to grow Here is the spy the needle in your eye Here is the sect the power of soul And your mind rots Something wicked rots