The morals swallowed by the waves sway inside the basket and sleeps The rain drops onto this earth and doesn't stop It keeps on hitting the ground
Pressing the megaphone against the apostle's open ear Darkness and onanists are in attendance I press a gun against all the spectator's temple now
You're the one that's lost now You shallow shit with that sad little look on your face Why don't you just grow yourself some wings of pity? Lose track
The trapped city Eyes fill with tears I slip through the alley behind the amusement city holding the child's hand and I sell The flesh of the fish
"Kill the tongue" "The Silence of the White" "It bloats as words" "Eagerness crawls near" The crumbling temptation has a smiling face The blurred
I exchange thoughts with the clouds I hold my breath Ahh, it's just hard shell you can't see Is that where the bottom is? The shadow burns me Ahh
Who am I? Who stops and stands still as I entrust myself to the wind, in-between the times that are limited? Where is this place? This place that