Follow me, don't care if you come from the land where fire doesn't burn and sun doesn't blind. Follow me, don't care if you come from the land where hearts lay extinct and bodies are deprived of their wings.
Follow me, mix and liquate your being here... Melting down your flesh with the melted stone, melting your wings flapping with the air you're breathing.
Follow me, I will make you burnt and blind. I'll bring you to the land where you'll find heartbeats as eruptions. Follow me, to an igneous place where air and body are one and the blood flows slow, dense and incandescent like volcanic lava.
Follow me, mix and liquate your being here... Melting down your flesh with the melted stone, melting your wings flapping with the air you're breathing.