burn an eye on the sky
beg for mercy lying
in front of mother of perfomance feet
in glare of sun
you still think you're free
tearing threads of your ideals
inside the tear
they tare from thee by big dead eyes
at art's face
look - up - at cut strings
of the cross ruled by a wrong hand
making grotesque motions
you are dancing and falling down
between hate and love
another man is dying
and your tears are falling down
and deeper and deeper...
you've never been so deep
you've never falling so low
burn an eye on the sky
beg for mercy lying
in front of mmother of performance feet
in glare of sun
you've never been so deep
you've never falling so low
so deep so low
