Gliding in the thousand skies
I could hear ur inmost cries
Left in the middle of Limbo
Laughing out the mask i guise
Oh I am Clueless
Autumn winds blew in raging race
crushing the interior with a mace
Disfigured soul or disfigured face
Withering the mask to a fresh base
Oh I am Clueless
A Stranger standing within a mile
Crushes the mask in a sand pile
Helpless I stand without a rile
A skulker saint or a sheer wile
Oh I am Clueless
Grays in nite, neither black nor white
Desperate Heart, neither wrong nor right
Burn the white flag and uphold the fight
No reason to bring black to light
Oh I am Clueless
