hail to the sun living in the sky
hail to the stars, they give us light
we live in a house [bad word] with vine
it's more like a [bad word]  but we feel fine.

pool like a pond, as black as night
black beetles swimming all in time
dark legs pull, they're in the mud
they move like a river

creeping in, the darkest fire
fists are clenched but one will find
we live with the devil but we feel fine
it's more like a [bad word] here but we feel, fine. 

animal eyes with pupils wide
we watched their legs moving in vain
they've lost their wings they [bad word] they cannot hide they cannot, hide. 
no one escapes here from the vines
it's more like a [bad word] here but we feel fine

one day you'll get used to the mud in your lungs and your veins and your eyes, and you'll feel fine. 

numb as the winter
numb as the winter
numb as the winter
numb as the winter
numb as the winter
numb as the winter

hail to the sun living in the sky
hail to the stars, they give us light
we live in a house [bad word] with vines
it's more like a [bad word] but we feel fine

animal eyes with pupils wide
we watched their veins moving in vain
they've lost their wings they [bad word] they cannot hide they cannot, hide. 

no one escapes here from the vines
it's more like a [bad word] here but we feel fine
one day you'll get used to the mud in your lungs and your veins and your eyes and you'll feel fine.

numb as the winter.
numb as the winter