Where our tears get thin
Between the rope and the top
It's in that roll of the dice
Let our souls move
Up to you, up to you
Where moray eels crash
Where the wind goes crazy
From these cannibalized streams
In rose buds
That you won't be able to read
That if they are hatched
All the way to the end, to the end
They'll have their petals
To cover their faces
Some of their beaches
Up to the neck, up to the neck
Where moray eels crash
Where the wind goes crazy
From these cannibalized streams