with indifference in my eyes I'm crossing the line
bent from a frog's perspective, you can see the horizon well
Looking into the future, it's a shame to go deep
hidden unfinished business, memories
replace unfixed minutes, hours for a fewer moments
I'm falling asleep with a blind eye in my eyes.
On the ceiling above the door, the crucifix resembles a man,
who suffered to die rising from the grave and surviving beyond time
living forever on the way home to the Father to judge
The Earth Where Man Lost His Head
That he would want nothing but a smile
