Sleep now,
the looks on your face are bitter when you’re awake.
Maybe you should join me in my circle,
A downward spiral.
Beautiful landscapes change into a horrifying scenery
warm sunlight makes us shiver.
We’re lost at sea.
Followers without a guide.
They have abandoned us.
But we’re happy,
we dance on the skulls of everyone who came before us.
And everyone who will come after us…
forever and ever and ever and…