| [00:52.000] |
As the chill finally hit your skin |
| [01:00.000] |
Your accomplice turned you in |
| [01:07.000] |
Juliet you had your reasons |
| [01:17.000] |
migraine hallucinations |
| [01:30.000] |
Had no way to define |
| [01:37.000] |
the start and the stop of your Freudian mind |
| [01:44.000] |
I believed you when you said God told you what to do |
| [01:54.000] |
But the God inside your head was wrong |
| [02:05.000] |
Fell in to a passionate clique |
| [02:12.000] |
Only way to truth is isolation |
| [02:19.000] |
Patriarch, patriarch tell me what to do |
| [02:28.000] |
Patriarch, I must follow through |
| [02:35.000] |
Oh, the light |
| [02:37.000] |
Shaking on the floor |
| [01:41.000] |
Speaking tongues of angels |
| [02:44.000] |
Surely I must be in the right |
| [02:48.000] |
Oh, this tempest loves to fight |
| [03:06.000] |
Blood bath on the John Muir trail |
| [03:13.000] |
And the hiker recalled the tail |
| [03:21.000] |
Juliet and her friend stood at the edge |
| [03:28.000] |
Juliet jumped without restraint |
| [03:33.000] |
Her friend fell back, lost faith |
| [03:37.000] |
Without a God to blame |
