Naked Son

Naked Son - Kip Winger

Mother

I am your naked son

Wonder

If God is in anyone

Your land

Smeared into ruin and dust

Why have we all turned to stone

Have you foreseen this

Timezone

The curse of a thousand tears

Your heart

Stilled by a burning spear

Ashes

As far as the eye can see

If truth in everything is lost

I am the dream of

Voices

Deep in the red

Kundalini rise up from the dead

Lost tribes

Pounding their drums

See the cobra come

Naked son

Wolfheart

Howling into the wind

Eagles

Flight will begin again

Desert

The sky will return to see

If truth in everything is lost

I am the dream of

Voices

Deep in the red

Kundalini rise up from the dead

Lost tribes

Pounding their drums

See the cobra come

Naked son

Dance fire medicine man

Kundalini rise up from the dead

Strike back at the black tongue

See the cobra come bring the naked son

We will be as one

Mother

Blue water all over me

How can believe in all this echo

Echo

Echo

Echo