I left anyway, in spirit
dreamed I was living my own life
my mind was on exits, I tried to buy the truth
some nights until I ran out of dark

dreamed I was living my own life
started strange, went familiar
some nights until I ran out of dark
falling into the depths of whatever

started strange, went familiar
I survived so many banishments
falling into the depths of whatever
I woke up in the camp of the assassins

I survived so many banishments
dissolving myself in the arms of third parties
I woke up in the camp of the assassins
the kleptomaniacs, never more beautiful

dissolving myself in the arms of third parties
that was when I felt closest to god
the kleptomaniacs, never more beautiful
the deal fell through but the point was made

that was when I felt closest to god
my mind was on exits, I tried to buy the truth
the deal fell through but the point was made
I left anyway, in spirit