Come up, come up, come up so hard
So what, so what, so what, so what, so what?
So what, so what, so what, so what, so what?
It's impossible and, over mountain Doka
And I wonder, I wonder, I wonder
There is nothing else that in pieces to pieces are straight
I can't face the pieces on fire
You stood straight, cause don't you know
That I've been picking up, to someone
It's impossible, when the night inverts us
And I wonder, I wonder, I wonder what I am?
It's destructible, but I know that someday,
when I'm gone, I'm going, I'm going oh-oh-oh
I can't face the pieces on fire,
You stood strangers don't you know?
That I've been picking up from somebody's left
Come on, come on, come on so hard
Come on, come on, come on so hard