The Unexplored Map
Wand
[Verse 1]
Too many doubt if the eyes of a man
Were the only pair, let us invoke thee
Sequences bound and there's blood in the pair
We keep rolling off but we’re going down
[Verse 2]
Forest is soft and the spiders are there
Where the endless forest grows up in the air
Too many doubt if our limbs have a pair
And the only pair put it in our heads