Red grass is growing up all around me
And above there is a black sky without weight my life is flat, it is an arduous stair
5 poles my world, my perception
I want more, I want a new eye, -
A fresh dope which can inebriate me
Nothing more thoughts, only burning
Dejection leaves me, nothing more to see
A smalll opening of sleep
pulverizes me
pulverizes me
I want more, I want a new eye,
A fresh dope which can inebriate me,
Thousand colors to go through