Symmetry & Black Tar

You were never born unseen And feeling drawn inside Ooo

I have never adorned freedom The dead move as much as the alive I walk among a ruin Just like these I’ll survive

And I’ll bless you with the fire from a candle And open your eyes with symmetry and black tar Symmetry and black tar

And I’ll anoint you with oil of a cedar And strangle your mind with talismans and fire And I’ll bless you with the eye of a poem And give you the tongue of a movement And craft you the ears of a speaker Now born to you of symmetry and black tar

Symmetry and black tar

You were never born You were never born unseen Symmetry and black Symmetry and black tar