brains

if i would let you into my heart
would you thank the lord would you tear it apart
and if words could talk the monster down
would you leave it alive or go in for the strike
and if dark were over thrown by the light
would the night turn to day
would it all turn to gray
and if time could tell you whose in charge
would you follow their lead?
would you plot their defeat
if flesh could crawl back to the bone
from terrors
build tiny sacred biolimbs from the marrow
(then) the pilot may stand or talk
like a fellow
but he's nothing more then peices
over a hollow
it is the same exact team
it is a walking pathway
and once your headed down it
there aint no turning back
our words are cautionary
because words are fun to say
you've got alot to carry
but once your there you stay there