It's a long bad dream
A silly horror movie
A tunnel that never ends
Full of stones and puddles
What © this time, cursed
That stirs up the hours and the years
Sleep and consciousness
The open eye and dying slowly, dying slowly
I am going to become an underground cry
I am going to become an underground cry
Newly given birth on the bed of death, creature of peace
New child of the black-faced sun
Lulled in the cradle of silence
Suckling darkness, deserted heart
My child Âo
Buried sky and aerial spring
I'm going to become an underground cry

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