Lyrics Crust - Fyrce Muons

Give give give away the sorrow
Give give give away tomorrow

Your finest sentiments are cannibals
A fight will meet you there like animals
The pressures down on me are following
They seem a lot to be, I follow them

I see a magic rise, a beautiful shimmering too fast, another stone
A frigid dissident that disappeared
A summer innocence of licorices

I see a magic rise, a beautiful shimmering too fast, another stone