I see nothing in this city
That is not just a common place
But the soil is fertile
In the garden of fasting animals
Waiting for dawn again
Waiting for nightfall to see
The clarity of the eighth star
Waiting for the dawn to come
And I can't hold it back with my hand
And I'm just an ordinary guy
I eat and run, I traffic in the street
I was a twig in the beak of the anum
Sometimes I'm a moon dragon
Momentary alien
The ant in raw living flesh
Perishing and shipwrecked at sea
Hey, oh, shipwrecked at sea

And the poppy from the land of fire
Bloodsucker thirsty for heat
I pour out the song in this game
Like the snake writhes in pain
Denying the honor of the family
Venerating every creator being
On the reverse of a clear mirror
On the whip of the ox's belly
In the mooing of a gentle cow
Fugitive like Judas in peace
The person you love the most
On the planet watching the world spin
Hey, oh, watching the world spin

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