Elegy

There's a black point
There are black hills
There are black feet
There's a black pint
There are black seats
There are black hills
There are black feet

There's a long line elevation
There's no berry in the air
There's a long man and his feet stand
On this bearskin out of square
There's a factory pulsation
Naked bodys hang around
At the nighttime for this nation
You will sleep and cover down

The old bear in the garden
Our saviour set him free

There's a garden full of homeless
And the black points fall around
Sign the poor man, sign the nation
Thats freedom wall in town
How long can we be
Believe in wonder, set him free
How long can we be
Only this time can we be

There's a black point situation
Exebition far the greatest fear
There's no language, only footsteps
There's a scream in the air
There's no cover in the garden
There's no wisdom anywhere
There's a long way, but a small kick
Only this door opens the air

The old bear in the garden
Our saviour set him free
The old bear in the garden
And we take the liberty
To be free