I never did cry after that saccharine lullaby
not a once...

F'uck you Miss America
F'uck your f'ucking guns...

The dawn broke gently, on a face so fair
Yet trouble was conceived, as you played wanton...

Listless hearts
Endless roads...

Goddamn these Silent Lives
For the rest is Naught, but Dust...

I got the mousse for the tooth
and in order not to be too obtuse...

?iam, mi deziros vin
?iam, mi vokante estas elver?i mian amon...

Saltante, tumblante, cirklante,
eteroj molbrilante en la matenlumo...

Seven days they say, it took
to create every cranny, every cove, every nook...

Bonvenu al la somero,
Da?rade longaj, varmaj tagoj...