Ocean Of Sand Like a cold north wind, I'll force you to drop your leaves Whip your bark, rip off the ground Like the burning sun, I'll melt the frozen trunk Arise back to life but then drain your veins
Like a black cloud I'll wrap you in the dark Fill your veins again by pouring acid rain
World - is turning clockwise Moon - is turned insideout Sun - the sun is upsidedown
Like a twisted choir I'll howl in every slit Even those who can't hear are afraid Like a funeral pyre I'll awake respect and fear 'cause I eat every colour that comes in my way
World - is turning clockwise Moon - is turned insideout Sun - the sun is upsidedown
I burn the bridges behind me and ahead I blow my way clear My ways are unknown, don't try to follow, my dear
Like a low tide, I'll draw you into deep water No land can you reach Your roots are taking you deeper Trying to touch the ground The bottom
Like polluted ground around your roots I could suffocate you or let you swallow The filth Like north wind, burning sun, black rain cloud Like low tide
World - is turning clockwise Moon - is turned insideout Sun - the sun is upsidedown