how do we end up in words
when no words make us die
cut ropes cut ropes friend
no bridges narrow like our path
no rivers shallow as our past

the way is long, we sing our song
love looking back
praying silently over vero icon
my saints got me mad
my patron brings me sorrow
there's no joy like tomorrow

god, where is your bread and wine
we hunger for holding your hand
listen, there is silence upon your land
when you turn your back to outer space
don't ignore your witty austranauts

we beg!!!!!!!!!!!