Not another fly
Rubbings its hands
Looking me down
And up again

A walk in mind
A pale sign
The thought sublime
Does move aside
My easiness

Toll of virtues weight
Scalping of geography
Helen keeps on moving me to tears

She tells me all my sins
As if she really knows me
I simply can't receive the love I fear
She dare not return

And thus recedes the love I fear

It's not as if I dose up everyday
On filth in magazines
And feast upon
Heaven's daughters
Nor beat elders to death
I serve him
Yes
But must I forego every mile
Till truly I am weightless?

I'm leading my hand
It's time this world needs a man
I know it is this moment in which I will alight
I saw myself die
Fearful on the bed that night
To each of us it comes
Precisely in this moment I will die

And now he has my pen
And wont be fenced in
We spin the earth beneath our feet
But must its weight pursue me?
I just want travelling

Beatrice looks me curious
Like a cow
Who I project
My dog checked me out
Before the waggening
No one shakes like me
As if I am discrete
Who are you fashioning?
Jesus keeps on
Doesn't he?

I'm leading my hand
It's time this world needs a man
I know it is this moment in which I will alight
I saw myself die
Fearful on the bed that night
To each of us it comes
Precisely in this moment
I'm leading my hand
It's time this world needs a man
I know it is this moment in which I will alight
I saw myself die
Fearful on the bed that night
To each of us it comes
Precisely in this moment I will die

Precisely in this moment

It can't just be me
The middle man where existence meets
The forefront on a trampoline
I lose the flow as if I
Dose up everyday
On alcohol
I serve him
Yes
But must I forego everything
Before truly I'm weightless?
I'm leading my hand
It's time this world needs a man
I know it is this moment in which I will alight
I saw myself die
Fearful on the bed that night
To each of us it comes
Precisely in this moment I will die

I'm leading my hand
It's time this world needs a man
I know it is this moment in which I will alight
I saw myself die
Fearful on the bed that night
To each of us it comes
Precisely in this moment I will die