when your living is easy

pleasing sounds are showing

slowing down the pace hastly

i wouldnt drive you so easily crazy

up the walls, down the staircase

afraid are those without any personal reason

torn between the worlds of fanatics and maniacs

do they play our taste of heavenly music

fruits and snakes, a tree created in eden

nothing more to scream your heart out for

keep what you got, hammer, nails and a cross to die for.