Maps of Delusion

Maps of Delusion

(Intro)
(Sound of turning pages, whispering voices: "Cuba is Japan", "The Garden of Eden")
(Verse 1 - Spoken/Muttered)
It was Asia. I know it was Asia.
The coastline... the geometry...
Prophet Isaiah said it... the earth is the Lord's.
They mock me. They say it's a "New World".
Fools! It is the Old World! The oldest world!
I was near the terrestrial paradise...
The stalk of the pear...
(Chorus - Sung hauntingly)
The map is bleeding in my head
Are the lines alive or dead?
I see the Khan, I see the wall
I refuse to let the vision fall
I am the Christ-bearer, the chosen one
Flying too close to the setting sun
(Verse 2 - Spoken/Muttered)
My eyes are bleeding. The arthritis... the pain.
But I saw it.
Cipangu... Cathay...
Why do they call it America? Who is he?
A mapmaker? A thief?
I found it! I touched it!
God spoke to me in the storm...
(Chorus - Sung hauntingly)
The map is bleeding in my head
Are the lines alive or dead?
I see the Khan, I see the wall
I refuse to let the vision fall
I am the Christ-bearer, the chosen one
Flying too close to the setting sun
(Bridge)
(Music becomes chaotic, orchestral instruments playing out of tune)
Jerusalem!
Gold!
Slaves!
Saints!
IT DOESN'T FIT!
THE PUZZLE DOESN'T FIT!
(Outro)
(Sound of a quill scratching on paper)
Into thy hands...
Into thy hands...
(Silence)