Текст: An Early Cascade. Like Lions.

Cover yourself in the night, because tonight is our final flush.
Can you feel it? The blood that is pulsating in our fingers.
What is love? What means affection?
If death brings redemption, then take my heart.
Oh, what temporary life is ours on this earth?
Oh, and what an endless grace that we enjoy so ordinary?
Our names are advices to our boundless lusts.
Swim and you will drown to the ground of the great sea.
You defiers! May I have your attention?
Save yourself! I have no appreciation!