With my perceptions in a mix
Down 20 miles through the sticks
To the cloudy town of hellview population 96.
Excessive vacancy, well maybe
In the shadow of an eye
All the strangers passing through
Where the rules just dont apply
At the fork turn left a store,
But on the right stay free from sight
Cuz 96 quite bitter beings
Like to stack the bodies high
The only way to ever leave is
Over flooded by the storm
And the entanglement in hellview
Brings you fear in 50 forms.
They've deleted all the tourists
At the bottom of the lake
And not one supports the cause
To leave the blood stay in the veins
Here,3 miles back is where we are
All we ever wanted was an answer
Civilized are close but way too far
All we ever wanted was an answer
Footprints giving clue to where we are
All we ever wanted was an answer
Civilized are close but way too far
All we ever wanted...
