Holy swings around
The second sound
Hand to the ground
Summers fresh cut symphony
Darkness to behold
In winters cold
Don't be so bold
And die in blood atop the hungry teeth
He's falling down
Now strike the ground
The new surround-
ings confuse the eyes of air
The sun's astound
Clouds gather 'round
To cry drip drop
Drip no drop to spare
In minds obnoxiousness
Slowly losing consciousness
Like it, I'd rather leave
The waters warm
The air's so cold
The tree won't drink
And there's nothing, nothing left to breath
STOP
To the silence
You live
Your life
Too fast
So fast
You love
Your life
You crash!