Iris Flowers کے بول

There is a sign that hangs up high It reads welcome to this new world You newborn foreign sons and daughters It's tough to row alone in a boat Neon lights mean something else Beware is a brand name Your ouija board is not a game It's a transport in heaven's name to hell's gate All the campfires in the world were left by themselves So the world is still turning and it burns like hell But the water is coming up to your knees I'll stir up the ashes if it does I'll break off a stick if i must