Floating Weeds in the river of life.
As I stand smiling with the Divine by my side.. As I stand smiling with the Divine by my side..
I see men, women, children Metamorphose into Genus Dementia I see men, women, children Metamorphose into Genus Dementia
A little less of the shiny stars, A little less of the shiny stars,
This city paints a picture too mesmerising Bright faces, haughty paces, happy talking. This city paints a picture too mesmerising Bright faces, haughty paces, happy...
This tree of Love was never born. This tree of Love was never born.