You destroy life with your own destruction
Slowly it is coming down...

Rain is straining along the glass
Sky of black covered with spray...

Kristal vein
Kristal sound...

In the deep depths of the sea
Green clouds forming a brace...

The dark fire awakens
When flames are cast away...

The sunken sulked their ways
In the concrete world of then...

We moped the streets
At three o clock, 't was a night...

The fuel of the drain
Is scarcely lit with hay...

Curtain call
On my name, I wish...

On the brink of modesty
Life's nothing more than a crumb...