(intro)comewith mei will let you see with my wordsi will let you burn & observebut where i goyou can only followso close your eyesopen your mind...and see(v.1)somewhereout in the darka car pulls up& parks& the passengershifts nervously in her seat& butterfliesflutter in her belly& the drivershuts off the engine& moves a little closeshe giggles a littleas he unbuttons her blouseshe pushes him away& he whispers,"aw baby don't be that way.i took you out, i treated you tight.now, don't put up a fight.come on.i only want to put the tip in.don't fight, don't fight, come on.this is all your fault you know.just relax, let me do what i gotta do& i'll let you go.Don't you love me?Don't you love me?Breathe in deepa sea of desperate dreamsI have no mouth& I must screamBreathe in deepa sea of desperate dreamsI have no mouth...(v.2)and somewherein a normal neighborhoodin a normal housea normal familyis falling apartand down the hallthe little ones hidefrozen as fossilsas their mother crieslisteningnow that the others have gone silentthe walls blisteras sister rises in defianceherein the depths of the labyrinthshe will make her markshe travels the cavernsearching for the Minotaur& she finds himasleep in the heatof his triumphsa sparkle of flameflickers in her eyeshe nudges him softlyand says "Daddy, wanna give me a try?"and he rumbles & roar,"You must lick honey from a thornif you are to survive this night"and she says, " no, i'd rather pick a fight."and he reaches out and she's on the attackand he's face down and she straddles his backand as the moonlight fades from his eyesshe sighs,"come on, what's the matter?"don't you love me?don't YOU love me?DON'T YOU LOVE ME?Breathe in deepa sea of desperate dreamsI have no mouth& I must screamBreathe in deepa sea of desperate dreamsI have no mouth AND I MUST SCREAM!(bridge)what we areyou too will becomeliberated childrenof a bloody-hungry godsedition!They used to HANG women like me,strange fruit on the poplar tree!They used to OWN women like me,necessary accessories!They used to BURN women like me.to quell the fires of libertyIn the blessed fertile crescent,THEY STILL STONE WOMEN LIKE ME!and one day you will sayjust look at her now!...and as everything fades to black...and as the jackals laugh in the aftermathi'm not yours anymore
