Don Huonot hyrra

the grim reaper when you're with the sheik of fate
can gravity throw somersaults
sister also knows that law but still
soon wings emerge from her armpits
sister flies, sister flies to
the same cold-handed doctor
br/>even if it knows that nothing feels the same
if the humming always spins too fast
even if it knows that nothing feels the same
if the colors mess up the palette with dirt
sister flies, black the clouds fly past
the helicopter spins in the sky in a vicious circle while
the sister flies to the same cold-handed doctor
rainbows dance in the eyes, the liver pumps the weights away
the sister feels light, her feet don't stay on the ground for long
br/>sister flies...