With my perceptions in a mix

Down 20 miles through the sticks

To the clouded town of Hell view population 96

Excessive vacancy well maybe in the shadow of an eye

All the strangers pass right through it where the rules just don't apply



At the fork turn left

A store

But on the right stay free from sight

Cause 96 quite bitter beings like to stack the bodies high

The only way to ever leave is over flooded by the storm

And entanglement in Hell view brings you fear in 50 forms



They've deleted all the tourists at the bottom of the lake



And not one supports the cause to leave the blood stay in the veins



Here three miles back is where we are

All we ever wanted was an answer

The civilized are close yet way too far

All we ever wanted was an answer



Footprints giving clue to where we are

All we ever wanted was answer

The civilized are close yet way too far

All we ever wanted