I've Taken The Wrong

And Taken The Dark

I'm Left With But A Sight

Of Missionary Fields

And Mercenary Kills

And The Prolific Trite

I'm Under A Spell

And I'm Under A Cloak

Of Medicinal Delight

I Need To Be Sure

And I Need A Release

I Need Some Other Light Some Other Life

Like

The Maker

He's Holding On To (the) Believers

I Got No Time For (the) Deceivers

I Only Want A Paradise

Oh, The Maker

He's No Critical Faker

And I'm The One Who's Taken

Away From Al The Nowhere Lies

A Decadent Earth

In Need Of Rebirth

Is Tiring Out My Bones

With All That I've Seen

And All I've Become

I Need Another Home

The Drugs And The Hate

The Idiot Fate

Of Political Incest

Is Getting Me Down

Is Letting Me Drown

But I'll Get My Rest

With

The Maker...

They're Raping My Ideals