Hey there Matthew Hopkins, are you listening to us were still here Boodstone, Tigers Eye, whet the hell were still here The dreaming Earths moving in your sleep its all real And everything you tried to keep so secret will one day be revealed Theres grit in the oysters theres wind in the trees Theres a full moon rising and salt in the seas And were outside of the line Still running outside of the line Heinrich Kramer, Jacob Sprenger were still here Can you hear us Torquemada were still here The rolling of thunder, theres holes in the sky Well meet you again on the opposite side Outside of the line Still running ouside of the line The sent of datura, the beat of the drum Seven by seven, al the ravens have flown The crack of the lightning, theres holes in the sky Well meet you again on the opposite side and were Outside of the line By the earth and the fire and the water and the air By the blood pouring in my veins I swear Outside of the line Still running outside of the line
outside, line, still, opposite, there