Текст песни Helia - Fyrce Muons

With the batteries in the prisons
I rose in the vein of a simple tone
Well the seminal life of murder
Revision, revulsion, and all in vain
I can see from another prison
I'm leaving it all and the mortal pain
Oh the batteries have no voltage
They're stagnant like olden days come again
Going down the wider space of pain
Going down to wider space hurrah
I'm ashamed of another wisdom
I fall out, I cut out along the sea
When I wallow among the willows
They're reaching their arms out all over me
Well I know that you don't have loving
For waiting for me to stay again
And there nothing is but nothing
To temper the patience of hollow words
In the pools of gold I will not love those things
In the fools of gold it might not want these things
Going down the wider space of pain
Going down to wider space hurrah
All is night and all is falling