Under a sky which ordered glows and dies out, nothing doesn't matter no more, nothing doesn't matter, and the water runs, runs on itself foamy and dark, embracing in deep whirlpools fumbling for the remnants in their womb to defecate at the earth, endless graveyard dancing in the nothing, strangled by a sky which ordered glows and dies out... But nothing doesn't matter no more, nothing doesn't matter, nothing does not... nothing...