Always Asking Why

It’s a blue green

Bad gleam

Broken sun

Underneath the sky
It’s a dark field

Grass peeled

Always asking whyI see a tall man

Dressed up

Crying with his sighs

And a red thing floats up high

I was born to die

I was born to die

I was born to dieScared me half to death

I can feel its beat

With every breathMoving closer

Moving quicker

Please stop

I try to begMoving closer

Moving quicker

There’s no pupils in his eyesOh fire starts to fly

The fire starts to flyRebirth of the wild, born to dieI was born to die

I was born to die

I was born to die

It’s a blue green

Bad glеam

Underneath the skyIt’s an orangе forest

Two beings

Always asking whyThere’s a tall man

Dressed up

Smiling with his sighsHe gave them life

He gave them life