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Flood

Here comes the water

All I knew
All I believed
Crumbling images
No longer comfort me
Scramble to
Reach higher ground
Order and sanity
Something to comfort me

Take what is mine
Hold what is mine
Suffocate what is mine
Bury what's mine
Soon the water will come and claim what is mine
I must leave it behind and climb to a new place now

This ground is not the rock I thought it to be

Thought I was high
Thought I was free
Thought I was there
Divine destiny

I was wrong
This changes everything

Running away
Running away
Got me running away

Water rising up on me
Said the water rising up on me
Thought the sun would come deliver me
But the truth has come to punish me instead

Ground break down right under me
Cleanse and purge me in the water

-Maynard James Keenan





A Stranger

Cast the calming apple
Up and over satellites
To draw out the timid wild one
To convince you it's all right

And I listen for the whisper
Of your sweet insanity
While I formulate denials
Of your effect on me

You're a stranger
So what do I care?
You vanish today
Not the first time I hear
All the lies

What am I to do with all this silence?

Shy away, shy away phantom
Run away, terrified child
Won't you move away
You tornado
I'm better off without you
Tearin' my will down

-Maynard James Keenan







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