Fist over fist, hand over hand
It's the season of the snake and I have seen the snake I am
Fist in the mouth, hand on the heart
This creeping terror reaches in and tears my world apart
The eye to eye, hand over hand
It's the season of the witch and yet I know not which I am
Dead or alive, when we're apart
But I know without a question you are buried in my heart
The picture fades but it's here, in the eye of my mind
Am I so blind, my sight grows dim
And distant lights bring searing images
From nightmares deep within
I grow so cold, dimensions spin
Forming interlocking pieces of the puzzle we'll begin
Again some day for memories new
It's these sentimental moments
That are always oh so cruel
The picture fades but it's here, in the eye of my mind
Am I so blind, my sight grows dim
And distant lights bring searing images
From nightmares deep within
I grow so cold, dimensions spin
Forming interlocking pieces of the puzzle we'll begin
Again some day for memories new
It's these sentimental moments
That are always oh so cruel