Carpet Crawlers

There is lambs wool under my naked feet
The wool is soft and warm gives off some kind of heat
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid
The fleas cling to the goldon fleece
Hoping theyll find peace
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid
Theres no hiding in memory
Theres no room to avoid
The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridore
For my second sight of people, theyve more lifeblood than before
Theyre moving in time to a heavy wooden door
Wehre the needles eye is winking, closing on the poor
the carpet crawlers heed their callers
'Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out'
Theres only one direction in the faces that I see
Its upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing theyre free
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
'Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.'
Mild-mannered supermen are held in kryptonite
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright
Through the door a harvest feast is lit by candle light
Its the bottom of the staircase that spirals out of sight
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
'Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.'
The porcelain mannikin with shatterd skin fears attack
And the eager pack lift up their pitchers-they carry all they lack
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack
And the tickler takes his stickleback
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
'Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out ...'
[repeat and fade]