When Fire Fell into Water

Drowning in myself I perceive the sun
Right below a curtain but I start to feel
Each piece of my being getting wet
And tears without mercy scars the skin
I've seen traces cracking the earth
This miserable dried ground

My womb of sound

Weightlessly
Surrounded by my womb of sound

Oil painted blue
My womb of sound
And here comes
Anxiously faint crawling

The snake forming the shape
Of all that I hate
Now I discern
Feeding the demon

Now I transcend
Healing matter
Composing myself
Looking for integrity

Oil painted blue
My womb of sound
And here comes
Anxiously faint crawling
Fire fell into water
I can see the sun
Fire fell into water
White is the moon