Fantastic stories,
Ussualy things.
Nightmares and stones.
Stones and winds.
Good roads and nice ways
Going in rings.
Stones and nightmares,
Nightmares and winds.
I am a zero,
People are wolfes.
Towns and mirrors,
Mirrors and walls.
They broke me down,
Poems are false.
Mirrors and towns,
Towns and walls.
Lately to finish,
Early to start.
Flowers and pictures,
Pictures and guns.
We can be loud,
We can be fun.
Pictures and flowers,
Flowers and guns.
If I must lose it,
I can just laugh.
Hatred and music,
Music and love.
August to April,
Every year fact.
Music and hatred,
Hatred and love...