A day on the beach, there is sand in my hair
The people I greet, they just stare
Is it blood seeping out of my yellow bag
A dark red spot which is growing big and red and the drops are black
I try to open up the zipper but it blocks by hair
and gosh that's teriffing me!
Up I jump no breath, no blood picking up my legs
and quickly the bag I flee!

Cool down breathing speaking softly to me
Mother Mary reaches down for me and the speaketh to me

Put the rood of this plant into her mouth put her head
on the corpse and you'll find her alive!
Love is lady till your death with honesty
true hope and burning eyes!
I do just as the mother said, hide her in my room
as the mothersaid hide her in my room
she walkes up with horrified eyes and I realize
that what I did was doom my god I'm doomed!

It's like a million icecubs fall down
It's like a million icecubs

She takes me throws me nails me to the ground
Opens the yellow bag I hear the zipper's sound
Her axe's looking sharp and that's making me smail
'cause I think that I'll be caught in that bag for a while

Carried around, helplessly found woken/broken