An unsavoury You spending my time on them   Without hesitation earning your money on us   Forged truth coming out filthy fingers      Alone cutting glass   Breaking hearts   Tinker with words      Stocked expectations in all this sickness   Get on your horses plodding in march   Overlook the future   Embrace the spirits of enterprise      Winter enclosure      Peaceful exploitations of deadly words   Soil is pulsating   Transmitted by the sweetest smile   Her beam embraces him   Sun swallow drunken mind   And writes her name on face      Overloaded memories were spilt on fire   The lack of comfort makes heroes of pain   Recreates the stars as the flare is conquered by aptitude      Winter enclosure      Vivid sounds creates connecting tunes   Soil is pulsating   The song is fully blown   A choir hymns the saddest melody   In hypnotic landscapes   Icebound the flower shiver