Hieronymus

Sitting on the tree of knowledge
Even madness has frustrations
Flowers, yet no grass in Holland
Full of twisted inspiration

On the third day of Creation
All that was had never been
Feathered beast of dark mutation
Living in a fountain and watching the streams

Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?

Living in musician's hell
Sharpest ears you've ever seen
In the pumpkin bridal chamber
All distortion makes it clean

Boys and girls have got their own rock
Solid ground for flying fish
Come and join the celebration
Take a brush and make it all become as you wish

Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you were one of us?