Within the walls of Eden Prison,
There is a mark upon a stone.
And in this place a life was written,
And there a stain was laid where I was born.
Now moving through the roots of trees,
Deep may their fingers reach.
The substance of a mind that feeds
The bodies of the living stones that lead
Up to become the walls of Eden Prison.
The supine wild beast upon the slab
Would gladly rip the throat from God
If only he could reach up to His white a**
And I am free and will never breathe again
Within the greasy ochre walls of Eden Prison.
I am free, I will begin again.
I am free, I will begin again.
I am free of the choking hold that began in Eden Prison.
We are free, we are free.
We are free, we are free.
But the ships, they sail a sea of glistening turning crimson
They are carrying a cargo to unload
At Eden Prison.
There is a mark upon a stone.
And in this place a life was written,
And there a stain was laid where I was born.
Now moving through the roots of trees,
Deep may their fingers reach.
The substance of a mind that feeds
The bodies of the living stones that lead
Up to become the walls of Eden Prison.
The supine wild beast upon the slab
Would gladly rip the throat from God
If only he could reach up to His white a**
And I am free and will never breathe again
Within the greasy ochre walls of Eden Prison.
I am free, I will begin again.
I am free, I will begin again.
I am free of the choking hold that began in Eden Prison.
We are free, we are free.
We are free, we are free.
But the ships, they sail a sea of glistening turning crimson
They are carrying a cargo to unload
At Eden Prison.