Versus The Mirror - Great White Zombie lyrics

I could see the souls seeping through the stones on the horizon on the horizon my movements are drapes in a state of the art your emotions lack the face I value in my state of the art the oaks are over and the forest is now the shoulder of all uncontrollable monotony i pity you who know nothing while i walk softer than this city my movements are drapes in a state of the art your emotions lack the face I value in my state of the art