Encircled by Mirrors Songtext
von Job for a Cowboy

We socialise in the moonless pit
Of my own intelligence
I′m suspended in space, and encircled by mirrors

Through my reflection, things are becoming clearer
Apparently, teeth are beginning to germinate from the roots of my eyes
I find myself wincing as they chew through my optic flesh

Layers of teeth dancing, waltzing
Their way out of my now punctured face
Layers of teeth dancing, waltzing
Their way out of my now punctured face


It's comical in retrospect
I used to enjoy this
Levitating notion of escape
It′s opening the gates to a newborn philosophy
My deep-seeded dementia embraced

Layers of teeth dancing, waltzing
Their way out of my now punctured face in retrospect
Layers of teeth dancing, waltzing
Their way out of my now punctured face

My deep-seeded dementia embraced

Hallucinogenic contemplation
Have become my finest friend
It's opening the gates to a newborn philosophy
My deep-seeded dementia embraced

It's opening the gates to a newborn philosophy
My deep-seeded dementia embraced
Dementia embraced