Green, it's still time to return to green
Death can find you in a beautiful place
The fish want to take me on their paths
Swords of light pierce your body

Never you mind, you who are green, don't make me swallow your chalice
Or do you want me to find death?

I will go with you now, to be apart from you
Manatees, crocodiles swallow me, process me, make me like you

This is not a very normal day, it would be best not to think
Something could happen on this side, and I don't know if I'll resist

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