A shiver creeps down my spine

As I wander through these hordes

And when these callous arm

Streches out for me, I feel at home



You are the beholders of silence

Still your voice of wisdom means more to me

Than the words from a thousand men ever will



In a time with religious whores

Which keeps fucking the same cock

I gasp for air, you are my shelter



A forthcoming winter-night

From one of your mighty arms

I will hang in a rope

I am you, and you are the earth!!!



Your presence is indispensable

For the existence of life

Your elegy in stormy nights

One with the earth

And one with death!!!