Switching a body off just like a radio which made me sick. Laying a pathway paved with diamonds. And I am taking off to a devious Saturn’s land. Flesh left to decay. Flesh left to worms and their joy.
I’m able to make only one single step. I’m able to enter the plaza, plaza of Saturn’s mute city. I’m able to see these eight nasty dwarfs gobbling on bodies of infants. Right on the plaza, on the plaza of Saturn’s mute city.
And I’m running away from those who will never forgive me, And I’m running to those who will be never forgiven.