Dååth - Slow Lyrics

I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die
Eyes in a stream float away
Treetops, dead hornets and waste
Eyes in a stream float away
Treetops, dead hornets and waste

A simple kind of ignorance
Falters to the side, exuberance to
Find your mind lost her far behind

Something there silent
A coin or snake shell
Unraveling storm from the deep

Skin drops in oceans
My heart is not open
A dying Sun sinks to the deep

(Lies)
The skin drops into the sea
And ripples eternally
(Lies)
A dying fetus will fall from the trees it never had a chance to breathe

So silent slipping away
Decaying violent end of the day
Would be crimson floating grave
I'm tranfer fading far away