Hammill Peter - The Lie lyrics

Such distance to the tips of the fingers The ganglion loom jerks inside; The body grows steadily stranger But the spirit won't be denied That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball The limbs pump in overdrive; The body grows seemingly weaker But the s Pirit won't be denied Yeah, the ash-mark stands out on the forehead As the vacuum sneaks up on the eyes; The body becomes a constant traitor But the spirit won't be denied And they call that living a normal live But normality's not standardised Though the body gets ever more root-bound The spirit won't be denied Yes, the spirit survives