SNOW IS SLOW RAIN

When it's cold everything slows down
I regained my youth
Alone in the woods.
For the Rivers and the Trees
Good bye Rivers and Trees
Our clan is the stalker and hooded villain
With sickles and parrots beaks
Blood flows pure from metal blades
Dear Rivers and Trees
You flow polluted and fall in disgrace
Dear forest lovers
You run cracked and window pane
Electric networks sore on oval apex glow
Chores are too much to bare
And that gaudy done up pomp
What had they done that for
Misuse and sleaze
Late night ramblers light their cigarettes
That great fear alone
I am running mad
From the horror of our minds
Into a track of nothingness
And big powdery moth wing gloves hit the walls
GO SMACK
And you're all done up
And you're all done up
And the numbers stream back Zero
For you and only you