(Willcox Bogen Bush) Let my light blast a shadow into the trees Be my tall black ghost moved by the breeze We'll shine our movie into the sky Watch this world like a vast green eye I'm walking in a garden The plot grows Walking in a garden where a Christmas tree grows Standing at the foot of a brook The pregnant mare smiles and moves so slow She is so amazing I can feel her foal grow She is so amazing Strike a match, light a cigarette Turn and go Walking on the sands in the city of death Dismembered bodies breathe dismembered breathe Dancing on time in my mourning dress Trapped in the void of eternal stress I'm walking, I'm dying What's this movie? Walking on the sands in the city of death Dismembered bodies breathe dismembered breathe Dancing on time in my mourning dress Trapped in the void of eternal stress She She is so amazing Time Oh, my death It'll be amazing.