The Spirit Lyrics

The Spirit lyrics

Such distance to the tips of the fingers,
the ganglion loom jerks
inside;
the body grows steadily stranger
but the spirit won't be
denied.
That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball,
the limbs pump in
overdrive;
the body grows seemingly weaker
but the s
pirit won't
be denied.
Yeah, the ash-mark stands out on the forehead
as the vacuum
sneaks up on the eyes;
the body becomes a constant traitor
but the
spirit won't be denied.
And they call that living a normal live,
but
normality's not standardised.
Though the body gets ever more root-bound
the spirit won't be denied
Yes, the spirit survives.