Sadist

Sky?s up above my head
Surrounding uncontrollable hands
Something?s about to change: you better look at me
A blanket made by the cold of a winter mountain
Going down slowly through the silence far from here
All noises are deaf listening
through out the white silence
That?s what I?m waiting for it?s always welcome
A blanket made by the cold of a winter mountain
Going down slowly through the silence far from here
A woody boat reminds me of my long journey
When I bought the world with no money
I close my eyes and breath the coolness
Taken away from so much purity