Blind Man's Sight

Voodoo child says, "the answer lies with the dead-

The blind will lead the blind-

And night will give the blind man sight"

Wolves cry to the moon to align with tulum

The crossroad-the devil's door

Drawing near the midnight hour

The bones are rolled to tell the tale

To cast aside the night

They come to rest in this omened place

To give the blind man's sight

No star, no light

No lore, this night

The mountains of the moon

Craggy heights from which to swoon

Hand held eye can see the glory hour drawing near

The bones are rolled to tell the tale

To cast aside the night

They come to rest in this omened place

To give the blind man's sight

No star, no light

No lore, this night