We have traveled pain and love
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed, lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend

Words I fear that clutch my [bad word] And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue,
so don't make living hazy

No don't make living hazy

Once in youth the wisdom crouched
Deep inside my bedroom
Visitations now are scarce, winter life is lonely
Now winter life is lonely

Temples that are bleak and bleached
Are bleached up on the highway
God of [bad word] returned just once
and made my prison homely
Don't make my life so lonely