I won’t lose you like I did with the countless others,
The truth moves in a way much akin to lies,
Before, in the days when lightning and thunder went to war,
And after light had left and the mountains all ran and fled to the shore

Losing teeth and carrying them with everything else inside,
Breaking legs are buckling under encumbrance long denied,
Sifting through the mist of an anarchic mind,
Reaching the sea, dive into the depths and see what I can find

The curtain falls around the amphitheater again,
The crowd boo and scream for more,
They don’t want it to end

Paintings flash and crash into my eyes,
I can’t help but to imprint my own strokes and to analyse,
Trapped in my own maze of rain soaked walls,
I think I’ve found the end and then the curtain calls

The curtain falls around the amphitheater again,
The crowd boo and scream for more,
The curtain falls around the amphitheater again,
They don’t want it to end
The curtain calls and so we start again