Lips In The Hills

I've been gripped by what I cannot tell

Have I slipped or have I merely fell

I've been tricked my senses telling lies

I've been stripped by serpent's soundless cries



Up in the hills

An apparition

Filling me

With superstition

A firey night the night that I saw

The night that I saw

The night that I saw

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills . . . in the hills!

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills!

In the hills



I'm so flipped snared by hidden claws

I've been t-tripped I'm crawling on all fours

I've been stripped the insulation's gone

Wish I'd slept to waking in the morn



Up in the sky

Beyond the chasm

My eyes behold

A rare phantasm

The Godless night, the night that I saw

The night that I saw

The night that I saw

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills . . . in the hills!

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills!

In the hills



I am gripped by what I cannot tell

Have I slipped or have I merely fell?

I feel gypped my senses telling lies

I've been stiffed by serpent's soundless cries



Up in the hills

An apparition

Filling me

With superstition

The Godless night

The night that I saw

The night that I saw

The night that I saw

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills . . . in the hills!

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills . . . in the hills!

Lips . . . . . . You got the lips

Lips in the hills . . . in the hills!

Lips . . . . . . Lips

Lips in the hills!

In the hills