Give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I don’t want your blood
Not even your round tears
Just keep away your smiles
And beneath hidden their fears
There is nothing you have done
That you apparently can
I sometimes wonder what you are
For it’s surely not a man
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
Magic the unseen doorway
To the truth behind the lie
Your life’s about to crumble
And you about to cry
Let me put a soft spell
Upon your sleeping eyes
And preserve all your feelings
Before this night dies
Just give me back my soul
For the last quest in the book
After which I’ll be tired
And will hang it on the hook
What became of you Gulliver?
In your scarlet state of mind
To satisfy you pleasure
The poor torturously must die
All your travels have failed you
With all the world that you have seen
You haven’t changed one bit
From the monster you have been
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
The high chaired men are fantasizing
Gold studded angels on their chest
After all their bullets have pierced
All those misguided young *******
The judge with his arrogance
Does seem to be unsure
He keeps wondering always
Is he a man or a *****
Give me back my soul
To play the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll gladly hang it on the hook
I thought we wouldn’t crumble
Forever be at peace
But man over man does stumble
Like shadow over shadow in deep trees
The hour of knowledge shall not return
Never shall magic sway my heart
The promises of forever have burnt
Another animal must make man’s start
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I don’t want your money
And I don’t want your change
Just give me all your troubles
Before you go insane
Once stop on your footsteps
And look back on the footprints
Is that the path you wished for?
To misery when it hints
Give me back my soul
To play the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I see the wind still blowing
In the direction whistling before
Our hearts shall never change
Or change the tune of the lore
Will decisions mark our graves?
Or graves decide our fate?
Let magic play its tricks
And love conquer hate
Just give me back my soul once
I’ll play the last trick in the book
And once that I’m satisfied
I’ll never turn and look
Reason escapes my senses
As reasons cry in blood
Must man forever **** man?
Or love instead he should?
Where is the book of knowledge?
Where is the hidden tree?
I don’t want all the answers
Just want answers to find me
So just give me back my soul
For its magic plays the trick
And once after it has played
It shall stand like a stick
Wish your palms weren’t slippery
Your heart would stick too
Though between the sea and devil
You’ll take your pick too
There is just one life
And none shall ever return
Here lies all our laughter
And after, just silence stern
So make all your choices
And be sure of what you choose
For the misery might just **** you
If not your heart left loose
Give me back my soul
I want it one last time
And then you can keep it
Until you get tired
Nothing has changed since man
It’s still the same old joke
As boring as it could ever be
The first trick in the book
No whiskey helps any more
No beer can play the trick
Nothing can replace the feeling
When eyes have changed to bricks
I beg you give my soul back
And I’ll show you a surprise
There is in it nothing
Except your hushed round eyes
Just give me back my soul once
And I’ll kiss you with my tricks
And whisper the magic answer
Into your swollen lips
Just give me back my soul
And I’ll teach you the last trick
For once I’m gone forever
You’ll need it with your stick
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
And once I’m done with it
I’ll surely hang it on the hook.
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 4:54 AM UTC
Give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I don’t want your blood
Not even your round tears
Just keep away your smiles
And beneath hidden their fears
There is nothing you have done
That you apparently can
I sometimes wonder what you are
For it’s surely not a man
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
Magic the unseen doorway
To the truth behind the lie
Your life’s about to crumble
And you about to cry
Let me put a soft spell
Upon your sleeping eyes
And preserve all your feelings
Before this night dies
Just give me back my soul
For the last quest in the book
After which I’ll be tired
And will hang it on the hook
What became of you Gulliver?
In your scarlet state of mind
To satisfy you pleasure
The poor torturously must die
All your travels have failed you
With all the world that you have seen
You haven’t changed one bit
From the monster you have been
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
The high chaired men are fantasizing
Gold studded angels on their chest
After all their bullets have pierced
All those misguided young *******
The judge with his arrogance
Does seem to be unsure
He keeps wondering always
Is he a man or a *****
Give me back my soul
To play the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll gladly hang it on the hook
I thought we wouldn’t crumble
Forever be at peace
But man over man does stumble
Like shadow over shadow in deep trees
The hour of knowledge shall not return
Never shall magic sway my heart
The promises of forever have burnt
Another animal must make man’s start
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I don’t want your money
And I don’t want your change
Just give me all your troubles
Before you go insane
Once stop on your footsteps
And look back on the footprints
Is that the path you wished for?
To misery when it hints
Give me back my soul
To play the last trick in the book
After which I’m done
I’ll hang it on the hook
I see the wind still blowing
In the direction whistling before
Our hearts shall never change
Or change the tune of the lore
Will decisions mark our graves?
Or graves decide our fate?
Let magic play its tricks
And love conquer hate
Just give me back my soul once
I’ll play the last trick in the book
And once that I’m satisfied
I’ll never turn and look
Reason escapes my senses
As reasons cry in blood
Must man forever **** man?
Or love instead he should?
Where is the book of knowledge?
Where is the hidden tree?
I don’t want all the answers
Just want answers to find me
So just give me back my soul
For its magic plays the trick
And once after it has played
It shall stand like a stick
Wish your palms weren’t slippery
Your heart would stick too
Though between the sea and devil
You’ll take your pick too
There is just one life
And none shall ever return
Here lies all our laughter
And after, just silence stern
So make all your choices
And be sure of what you choose
For the misery might just **** you
If not your heart left loose
Give me back my soul
I want it one last time
And then you can keep it
Until you get tired
Nothing has changed since man
It’s still the same old joke
As boring as it could ever be
The first trick in the book
No whiskey helps any more
No beer can play the trick
Nothing can replace the feeling
When eyes have changed to bricks
I beg you give my soul back
And I’ll show you a surprise
There is in it nothing
Except your hushed round eyes
Just give me back my soul once
And I’ll kiss you with my tricks
And whisper the magic answer
Into your swollen lips
Just give me back my soul
And I’ll teach you the last trick
For once I’m gone forever
You’ll need it with your stick
Just give me back my soul
For the last trick in the book
And once I’m done with it
I’ll surely hang it on the hook.