Filling empty holes
An echo in your soul of souls
As the last wave rolls
Crashing like a stone upon my skull

Following the world
In this pitch black sadness
The cherry of your cigarette
Reflects in my eye

Just like madness
Just like magic again
Just like madness again

The moon above my head is like a halo
And my skull is cool and slow
Teach me how to bow, my head now
Is it not, what's nature, but to flow, so
Here we go

Filling empty holes
An echo in your soul of souls
As the last wave rolls
It was crashing like a stone upon my skull

It was crashing like a stone upon my skull...