Lyrics
The man of shadows thinks in clay
Dreamed trapped thoughts of suffocation days
He’s seen in iron environments
With plastic sweat out of chiseled slits for eyesFrom the growth underneath the
closed mouth
You’ll catch if you listen rack trapped cubist vowels
From a dummy head expression
From a dummy head expressionTransformation is invested
With the mysterious and the shameful
While the thing I am becomes somethin' else
Part character, part sensationThe shadow is cast, the shadow is cast
The shadow is cast, the shadow is cast
The shadow is cast, the shadow is cast