Hieronymus Songtext
von Eleven

Sitting on the tree of knowledge
Even madness has frustrations
Flowers, yet no grass in Holland
Full of twisted inspiration

On the third day of creation
All that was and ever been
Feathered beast of dark mutation
Living in the fountain and watching the stream

Hieronymus, are you sure you′re one, one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you're one, one of us?


Living in musician′s town
Sharpest ears you've ever seen
In the pumpkin bridal chamber
All distortion makes it clean

Boys and girls have got their own pride
Solid ground for lying fish
Come and join the celebration
Take a brush and make it all become as you wish

Hieronymus, are you sure you're one, one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you′re one, one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you′re one, one of us?
Hieronymus, are you sure you're one, one of us?