[ Featuring The Electric Post ]
I saw the wind, imprisoning the resin
I saw the noise scattering over me
I'm dark in love
I feel this fellow like a consequence
But the ground full of grains moves me
Give me pleasure, fix my arms
I will vanish in the sky's dust
Give me pleasure, fix my arms.
I disappear behind what I tell
When I speak to myself I am no longer there
I feel this fellow like a consequence
But the ground full of grains moves me
Give me pleasure, fix my arms
I will vanish in the sky's dust
Give me pleasure, fix my arms.
