Loopholes - The Murlocs

I was scarred from the rocks

Slipping on the slopes of Mars

Lying in the cave

With the ants and bugs

Swattings blowflies from around my mouth

While the crickets croak

And my bowels turn over to choke

Ripples reflect back upon the waterfall

I’m distant

I dance in the shadows

Top to bottom instincts show

Tunnel vision above and below

Indulging in this sonic turbulence

Feel it lifting from inside my intestines

As my ears pop an' blow

And I’m overthrown

By gravity, vertigo

Turbines whistle and blow

As I let you go

Fiddling my thumbs

Always stuck amongst

Underneath this gruelling undertow

But I know it’s not his fault

I never asked for his insights on religious wisdom

To be preaching tunnel vision

To be seeking something different

Alterations start fading

As the deadline comes-a racin'

We’re all chasin' any kind of stimulation

Fit for this crystal generation

Tunnel vision

Loopholes in the system

Some might say he’s a born again Christian

But know it’s not his fault

I never asked for his insights on religious wisdom

Signs my own tunnel vision

To discover something was missing

Tunnel vision

Loopholes in the system

Some might say he’s a born again Christian

But I know it’s not his fault

I never asked for his religious wisdom

Preaching tunnel vision

Seeking something different