[ Featuring The Electric Post ]
A ball produces smoke that shines in my eyes
There are many other eyes
Shining while looking at mine
The laugh of an elder that doesn't believe
In what you rely on
Your hopes dissolve deeply
In the line of time
The youth of a young girl
Insecure as plumb in the ice
Shining eyes and grey hearth
The scream of the old woman
Fighting to keep her mind
Memory vanishes
Flowers don't last anymore
Addiction to the dusk
Dusk of senses, dusk of kindness,
Running away into the hole
Running away into the hole
Faking that you won't die
Oh lord, we didn't know each other
Oh lord, we didn't know how
It would divert when we started that
Oh lord, would you've created
This game if you knew how it ended?
