Текст песни A Different Place - Fyrce Muons

Peacocks strutting the garden
Couldn't be more vicious in their attitude toward others
With that wrestle beneath cover of grief
Perhaps a lie
Deep deep dark peat
Richness organic in defeat
Surround the land with the sound of defeat and decay to another place
A different place
A different reason

That is the way is
Stranger things
Things that hide in a different night
A different place
A different reason

Those rich tentacles that you may enjoy
Do not work all the time
Down your soul goes to
A different place
A different reason