i wonder if they can see my head shaking

long before I met the devil, ananas

Let me tell you a little something about your anger, my friend

the second i flew i tore my wings apart, ananas

i found a moat in it a stoat, ananas

the infernal befriends an angel, ananas

long before I met the devil,  perchance, on a crossing path,

the second i flew I tore my wings apart, ananas

The roundabout in the rumbling dark sculpted my breath into stillness,