Ocean Of Sand - Stone

Like a cold north wind, I’ll force you to drop your leaves

Whip your bark, rip off the ground

Like the burning sun, I’ll melt the frozen trunk

Arise back to life but then drain your veins

Like a black cloud I’ll wrap you in the dark

Fill your veins again by pouring acid rain

World — is turning clockwise

Moon — is turned insideout

Sun — the sun is upsidedown

Like a twisted choir I’ll howl in every slit

Even those who can’t hear are afraid

Like a funeral pyre I’ll awake respect and fear

'cause I eat every colour that comes in my way

World — is turning clockwise

Moon — is turned insideout

Sun — the sun is upsidedown

I burn the bridges behind me and ahead I blow my way clear

My ways are unknown, don’t try to follow, my dear

Like a low tide, I’ll draw you into deep water

No land can you reach

Your roots are taking you deeper

Trying to touch the ground

The bottom

Like polluted ground around your roots

I could suffocate you or let you swallow

The filth

Like north wind, burning sun, black rain cloud

Like low tide

World — is turning clockwise

Moon — is turned insideout

Sun — the sun is upsidedown