The Man Who Owns The Place - Balthazar

I did seen the eyes upon us

And I don’t think they want us to get there

I have thought it through

And now it’s coming for you so shelter

All the lines that I drawn and the women I embrace

Are all agreed upon with the man who owns the place

It’s over

It is what can even leave between you and me this truth, this terror

And it stares us in the face until we break our nose against the mirror

Well I loved you for your madness

But now it is grown out of proportions through the cracks in your throne, sister

The number of vice that are pointing at me are growing

And this fear takes the size my father before me was showing

We get tempted by the lies of the whores and their eyes of crystal

And which I can read the number of paces and the joys of the blister

My soul conceils alot of corners their secrets are yours

Well as I never dare to this sin through the doors

Leading to yours

All the lines that I drawn and the women I embrace

Are all agreed upon with the man who owns the place

It’s over