Every time I stop existing While closing my eyes In another life we're lovers I took care of everything Chastened the sick angels Nobody crawls over this endless street Ninetynine white birds My undershirt's made of iron Sweat is silver for the love
So I elevate you easily Under the horizon of dunes I came yesterday morning From the land of guilt Where heads roll like super *****
I got here yesterday morning From the land of gulit Red balloons were destroyed Tunnels lead to tunnels I'm writing in an iron undershirt So you'll be reading about escapades I'm alive for your life of reading
All is been taken care of Reddish clouds are gonna yawn Between midnight and dawn Lukewarm seawater early in the morning Tiredly you are giggling Exhaustedly you're falling asleep