Texty: Chris Cornell. Euphoria Morning. Mission.

Pulled through you, and drowning in your swirl
Circling, unfolding in your will
I'm going to glide on the winds of your breathing

And alight on your guarded heart
I'm gonna tear all your temples down
I'm on a mission now

Smoldering down inside your mood
Slithering and fanning in your eyes
I'm going to dive through your crying

And sleep in your hair, rise from your ashes
And kneel in you prayers, tear all your temples down
I'm on a mission now

And I have nothing
But then the have is not as good as the want
I'm gonna glide on the winds of your breathing

Writhe in your calm
And provide your release
Weave into your wanting and needing

And reside in the heart of your strongest beliefs
I'm gonna tear all your temples down
I'm on a mission now

And I have nothing
But then the have is not as good as the want