Water
Sometimes the fragil water come run down your hair
When the angels fall and demons fly all is lost
Will you miss me when I’m six feet under the church ?
The water is cold, warm and maybe hot as hell
Shall we go to hell or heaven?
Maybe we just go to hell ‘cause we finish ground down
Water running on the sky, ground and underground
These drops know all the world
They know if we go heaven or hell
Maybe we are water, traveling water
Find me with the ligh, lost me with the dark















