Send me to the ends of the earth.
Endless bliss in tangled thoughts, the creature learns its worth.
It blossoms like the flower, flys to the ends of the earth.
A young man is given wisdom, but his concience fades to blue.
Only by this journey will he find there's something true.
For all that he may know is right, an evil in him looms.
Even ghosts of memory can creep from out their tombs.
Should not he hold his head upright and face the dreadful sound
The calls of what's inside will tear his soul back to the ground.
But calls come from the outside too, ringing like a bell.
Music of the angels lead him from internal hell.
A gift of understanding, and a beauty so unreal
It plays a game within his mind and seeks his soul to heal.
He calls back to this savior a thought obscure but clear
And longs to be there when the sound this angel comes to hear.
"You've filled my mind and heart with praise, I thank you for your care.
I'll carry it to the ends of the earth, you're with me everywhere."
It blossoms like the flower, flys to the ends of the earth.
A young man is given wisdom, but his concience fades to blue.
Only by this journey will he find there's something true.
For all that he may know is right, an evil in him looms.
Even ghosts of memory can creep from out their tombs.
Should not he hold his head upright and face the dreadful sound
The calls of what's inside will tear his soul back to the ground.
But calls come from the outside too, ringing like a bell.
Music of the angels lead him from internal hell.
A gift of understanding, and a beauty so unreal
It plays a game within his mind and seeks his soul to heal.
He calls back to this savior a thought obscure but clear
And longs to be there when the sound this angel comes to hear.
"You've filled my mind and heart with praise, I thank you for your care.
I'll carry it to the ends of the earth, you're with me everywhere."
Say "Dante the Inferno" in the mirror with the lights off at 3:09 a. m.
...then spin around 9 times.
