Lletres: Stone. Colours. Ocean Of Sand.

[Music: Roope, Lyrics: Janne]

Like a cold north wind, I'll force you to drop your leaves
Whip your bark, rip off the ground
Like the burning sun, I'll melt the frozen trunk
Arise back to life but then drain your veins

Like a black cloud I'll wrap you in the dark
Fill your veins again by pouring acid rain

World - is turning clockwise
Moon - is turned insideout
Sun - the sun is upsidedown

Like a twisted choir I'll howl in every slit
Even those who can't hear are afraid
Like a funeral pyre I'll awake respect and fear
'cause I eat every colour that comes in my way

World - is turning clockwise
Moon - is turned insideout
Sun - the sun is upsidedown

I burn the bridges behind me and ahead I blow my way clear
My ways are unknown, don't try to follow, my dear

[Solo: Roope]

Like a low tide, I'll draw you into deep water
No land can you reach
Your roots are taking you deeper
Trying to touch the ground
The bottom

Like polluted ground around your roots
I could suffocate you or let you swallow
The filth
Like north wind, burning sun, black rain cloud
Like low tide

[Solo: Nirri]

World - is turning clockwise
Moon - is turned insideout
Sun - the sun is upsidedown