Flower, lover of the aquatic slime
Lover, love her, love of the plastic mile
Who wants to be into fact
Come at me, kick through the hatch
How much bring no idea
Along the bliss and worry
Holding tight the laughter
Dim in law, inner fever
who wants spy hollowness
Seventh door to sleepiness
Who wants to be into fact
Come at me, kick through the hatch
How much bring no idea
Along the bliss and worry
Holding tight the laughter
Dim in law inner fever (?)
divide high the blankness
Seventh door to sleepiness
And when I woke up
at the dark
had to close my eyes
on my way down
Waving plastic print on my own track