the direction of the eye so misleading the defection of the soul nausously quick i don't question our existence i just question our modern needs i will walk...with my hands bound i will walk...with my face blood i will walk...with my shadow flag into your garden garden of stone after all is done we're still alone i won't be taken yet i'll go... i will walk...with my hands bound i will walk...with my face blood i will walk...with my shadow flag into your garden garden of stone i don't show... i don't share... i don't need what you have to give...