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