Heavy sweat washes down your chest
Mixed with drops of blood
In the soul, you are a lamp
Your face lights up

Your footsteps start to blow in the wind
Covered in the dust of lust
Horrible little hands
Scratch your hue

Arrogance annoys you
A voracious pest
He may forget you
Or you are considered a skinny lizard

Lost half dead Wandering around the yard The flagpole is starting to rust You are still standing A poetic and flowery song Penetrates the eardrum You will be abandoned and forgotten Changing time

Hit by the world wheel The angry ego is eroded Stomped by reality Who closes his eyes

Heavy sweat washes down your chest
Mixed with drops of blood
In the soul, you are a lamp
Your face lights up

Your footsteps start to blow in the wind
Covered in the dust of lust
Horrible little hands
Scratch your hue

Arrogance annoys you
A voracious pest
He may forget you
Or you are considered a skinny lizard

Lost half dead Wandering around the yard The flagpole is starting to rust You are still standing A poetic and flowery song Penetrates the eardrum You will be abandoned and forgotten Changing time

Hit by the world wheel The angry ego is eroded Stomped by reality Who closes his eyes