Album: Sojourns Lucid Magic (2002)

Bateye


I float upon the plane and feel the eyes on me
They burn my back and stray my way
Bateye sees
The blood red eyes of smoke control chaotically
They hang from caves that I can't see

Bateye sees
The blood in me
Time to feed
Time to feed
Time to feed

Paranoia emanates from those that are not there
I will them, meet their deathly stare
Bateye sees
I pass them, look ahead to where I've got to go
None of them can find me there

Bateye sees
The blood in me
Time to feed
Time to feed
Time to feed