Image like fast spliced line   Covered by the rough knots just like the bark covered   by the brown knags.      In the middle of the dead world left ship stands   With droped sails without the crew.      In the middle of the sea of dry sand stands   Stands without a soul.   It ran away takin' hope   And ship is buried forever   In it's solitude.      Someone pulled its boards down   Sun dryed the planks   Parched as the lips of passionate lovers.      Silence surrounds it with its arms   Bits of stone snatch by a blast   Are strikin' on its empty interior.      Temple of the god   Temple of the dog.      Despair shroud of mourning   Sad irritatin' the throut tightenin' up so the voice   Cannot pass through.      Pain which is burnin' inside   When a longin' comes   After the last kiss   After the last gaze.