I knew a man who found a forest overseas
He grew his beard like the grounds bared trees
Callous his hands, his heart bled dry
He kept the fire in the clutch of his eyes

Painted with a dark stroke, dirty on the canvas
Creation was holy, we chose against him
And the devil knows he's evil, no need to proclaim
It's the choices we make that bring glory

Glory to his name (x4)

Mr. Fox I know you've got a secret to tell
But folks, we live just to hear ourselves
Keep talk, talk, talk
Non-stop, stop, stop
And it goes, goes, goes
Until we know, know, know
Know not what we say

I knew a lady lost the forest for the trees
She grew a lust to bury all underneath
She cut to their heart, she bled them dry
She kept the fire burning up to the sky

She's building up her kingdom of sticks and stones
I hear the words in between tend to never hold
Was she living ever after or making believe?
She kept away from the heart the things unseen,
Things unseen, things unseen
Things unseen.

And I don't want to be your monkey boy
But my cymbals are crashing
My teeth, oh, they chatter
Cause I'm cold, cold, cold
Without your claps, claps, claps
And I don't know, know, know
If this is ever,
If this is ever gonna stop!

Ever gonna stop! (x7)