Hiding my bare feet.
The noise of sins like waterfall.
Boiling, bleeding.
Boiling, bleeding.
I know you’re watching,
I feel your smell
Of madid wool and
Your dirty fell.
A got a secret
I’ll never tell,
It muddles all my Long black hair
When the cold night is coming
You creep up to the cave
Where I’m sharpening knives and claws,
All these periapts that you gave.
I feel you’re breathing,
It warms my shell.
Then when I’ll wake up
I’ll hear your nail.
We got a secret
We’ll never tell,
It muddles all my Long black hair