The toll of a bell, nest in my mind
Corroded [bad word] 
On a hill crowded by roses and thorns
I’m about to rest The fall into the sea
Of a narrow hypocrisy
Ploughs the agony In the air
Unceasing noises of words
That have no taste
Trample the eyes
To make me blind
Life and death The fall into the sea
Of a narrow hypocrisy
Ploughs the agony (waves inflict) The fall into the sea
Of a narrow hypocrisy
Ploughs the agony million tortures
They wrap like arms around your neck The body goes down
Within itself