Where is the Man - Vanden Plas

Like a storm in your head

Rose the vision of a man

Far away long ago

We are crossways under sands

And the robe like a crow

Flies on shadows through the night

Gemination of his blood

Finds a way into the light

Show me your face — somewhere

Say who you are — beware

Tell me your name — I hear you

And shine down your light anywhere

Where is the man

Kind of a stranger

A dual experiment

Where — where is the man

Under this «rosary cirus»

You cover the «eden» with hands

All the lines in your hand

From the burdons of your prayers

Saw the murder on the face

Of the paperfront today

His grand illusion was a charade

You’d better not believe in him

Out of your salt — was made

Deep in your blood — I wait

I am a part of you

And I need to inhale all your fears

Where is the man

I am savior

Over the land

Where — where is the man

Under this «rosary cirus»

You cover the «eden» with hands

And the ransom of paradise

Is the oldest dreams

Can the feathered associate lie to all the souls

How can we try to escape