My soul left my body And I'm flying it like a kite Tired of running But I need to keep it in flight My hands blistering But I need to know what's right In this modern world filled with corpses and corporations and these false congregations I refuse to let my soul be snatched and be subjected to sublime coercions So I'll keep hanging onto this string Keep my soul in the air So I can still call myself a human being Until my death, this I swear









