The concept of evil

In the world of dead bears We bow to the Lizard King Whichever one wrote live ghost Made me put the bottle down Taught me a real magick spell The disappearance of a frown Made me switch my needlework To sewing up my heart again To the world your just a person Just a person says your everything Tomorrow is my mind today Give me something to believe Everything I want from you Is everything you see in me Make sure I know how you feel Because in this land of make-believe Sadness is just how we cope Addicted to the misery It's not hard to wipe that tear Teach the wind evolving sand It's not hard to understand Truth makes you the boogyman Hiding in the tunnel now Let go but I went to far Only ones I'll ever need Are tightly wound on my guitar