Awakening. Part II. The moonsong of the Lost Heart.
Your face is like a rising sun And it smells like a mammoth So fat is your ass when you run And it so loveful bounces
Your teeth are so temptful They are green and black and yellow These colours are so loveful
My empty heart now is full of love From the open wounds flows my blood And only my ivory spoon knows how hard Is to sing the moonsong of the lost heart