Part

Shit comatose
Spring to rose
Shopping misfortune
Nothing to tune

Candlemass to map you
Symphony kills
Dancing at the corpses
Disasters to dunes

Flowing like the masters once again could enjoy
All the leaves are breaking jars and rolling more

Something better now can empty your nobleness
Camouflages have gone away by your demmand

Only beauty lives
Squirt up to news
Movement alive
Someone to soothe

Everything is aching
Truly by heart
Love could destroy you
So ease you is part