When you’re dead you’ll finally tell all
Humans are born and get four walls
If I were a plant
That has not finished its work
Humans are born and get four walls
Water hangs mirrors in every raindrop
That has not finished its work
I can’t feel what I see
Water hangs mirrors in every raindrop
Ants will be my weapon
I can’t feel what I see
A terrible heat is spreading.
Ants will be my weapon
If I were a plant
A terrible heat is spreading.
When you’re dead you’ll finally tell all