Texty: Chris Cornell. 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