The light of the sun – is so cold down here My dirty desert tongue – licking like dogs forever Open wounds never heal – for a slave in its flesh The scent of joy we feel – A naked soul crushed
It's all empty – it's all white It's all empty – empty as the sky
Silence & happiness in one – but way too many insects You, yours and all of them – you are all like rats Crawl into the light cold – celebrate your new skin Dead and clean to the wound – An escapee of all sins