Hail to the sun living in the sky
Hail to the stars, they give us light
We live in a house overrun with vine
It's more like a hell, but we feel fine

Poll like a pond, as black as night
Black beetles swimming all in time
Dark legs pull, they in the mud
They move like a river

Creeping in, the darkest fire
Fists are clenched but no one will find
We live with the devil but we feel fine
It's more like a hell but we'll be fine

Animal eyes with pupils wide
We watched their legs moving in vain
They've losed they wings they cannot run, they cannot hide, they cannot hide
No one escapes here from the vines
It's more like hell but we'll feel fine
One day you'll get used to the mud in your lungs, in your veins, in your eyes
And you'll feel fine

Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter

Hail to the sun living in the sky
Hail to the stars, they give us light
We live in a house overrun with vine
It's more like a hell, but we feel fine

Animal eyes with pupils wide
We watched their legs moving in vain
They've losed they wings they cannot run, they cannot hide, they cannot hide
No one escapes here from the vines
It's more like hell but we'll feel fine
One day you'll get used to the mud in your lungs, in your veins, in your eyes
And you'll feel fine

Numb as the winter
Numb as the winter