Calmness been taken away, now I guess it's due, To my reaction to all things they say - is just turning mute. Get disconnected and hide in black hole So I won't be touched by none at all. I've got my roots cut and bleeding I spread Hands so the wind could just throw me wherever.
Cradle, Cradle, seems to be burning. Fire's sacred And so I follow it.
Phantom pains are scratching my lungs, need time to get used. Echoes of phrases are chasing me down, my thoughts got diffused With all the things that I heard all the years Get my roots buried, water them with tears. Even if others grow, and I'm sure of it, When time comes, they all will do like I did.
Cradle, Cradle, Why are you burning? Fire's sacred, We all will follow it.
Follow it... Follow It... Fell for It.
Cradle, Cradle, Can't see it's burning, Fire took It, And we all fell for it.