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