[Verse]
Burning at the bank served
Scenes on the [?]
Figures in a lightning field
Sediments of you when [?]
I said you’ll never be alone back there
But never been so wrong nor right
How many times do I am in your head [?] too fat (fat fat)
You’ll send my stanch old goldies
I pitch scream on leave me be [?] gold
(In peace)
Too many human shoe in the breeze how it feels to be true
One man call in a dead man’s tools
To maintain a death stream window [?]
Unfold the deep web, lighten the dark [?]
I feel the silance
Eat the most of a good life
Still this high pitched voice keep calling
And then keep us on adjusting time