Mode Moderne Strangle The Shadows
Behold the child un-named
Who knows no shame
And sees the world through open eyes
Let's hope he turns inside
And strangles the shadows in his mind
No god up in the sky
And no devil beneath the sea
Can force you into things
Each child must live and die
And suffer beneath his own heavy skies
And they call that love
O paradise, around which corner lies?
And in whose book?
And through whose eyes?
We must turn inside
And strangle the shadows in our minds
