All I see
Is a bull's blood
In time, fly through
Air
Left
To dry
In dry air

Endlessly sad songs
Make you sad
For future
Even at now
Endlessly sad songs
Is where i take
My fuel from.
You asked me
Precisely
About that,
You did,
I remember.

Streak of blood
Flies through
Air
In slow time
In a room of Music

Each note
Rips the torrent
And you see
Everything

Every thing,
Every time
And I
Soak away