The light of the sun is so cold down here
my dirty desert tongue licking like dogs forever
open wounds never heal for a slave in its flesh
the scent of joy we feel, a naked soul crushed
It's all empty, it's all white
it's all empty, empty as the sky
Silence and happiness in one, but way too many insects
you and yours and all of them, you are all like rats
crawl into the light cold, celebrate your new skin
dead and clean to the wound, an escapee of all sins
It's all empty, it's all white
it's all empty, empty as the sky