Blood turns into the morning dew
Nourishing the moss
The flesh is infested with fungus
To be part of her vast root system
The soul becomes a multitude of stars
Light up the night of the drunken man returning home late
Death
Took me to all corners of the universe
A subtle sense of life
Since then
I've become the owner of inner harmony
The complete self
Nourishing the moss
The flesh is infested with fungus
To be part of her vast root system
The soul becomes a multitude of stars
Light up the night of the drunken man returning home late
Death
Took me to all corners of the universe
A subtle sense of life
Since then
I've become the owner of inner harmony
The complete self