Dirty green

Light that has faded
Stench in the air
Something dead on the fence

Creatures are waiting
Creatures are watching
I cannot bear

All the things, no control
All the things, I don't know
No escaping the heart flow

Dreams that are made at
Places witch stayed dead
Longing for company

Mind that is lonely
Mind that is hunted
I'm too scared

All the things, no control
All the things, I don't know
No escaping the heart flow

There’s people roaming
There’s people oozing
They’ll just never know

What is pure beauty
What means to love
Dirty green soul