Inside

Cross myself with angel dust

The serpent's eyes enlarge with must

The drink continues without stop

But am I scared? I think not

What are those sounds that I see in the night

The frightening visions I hear

Coming of age to find foolishness

And dreams, well, I don’t care

Feeling, dying

Over the ocean's edge

Come kiss the moon

Goodnight, as it goes off to bed

Defecating the blasted earth

Redefined with mother birth

A sense of past of little time

Open eyes still are so blind

Very sweet and yet untouched

The flower opens with its lust

Lost of innocence will be saved

My own will becomes untamed

Feeling, dying

Over the ocean's edge

Come kiss the moon

Goodnight, as it goes off to bed

Feeling, dying

Over the ocean’s edge

Come kiss the moon

Goodnight, as it goes off to bed

Falling, trapping

It's like swallows time

Turning, crawling

In the deep inside