The Man with Hole on His Hands

you are my dark matter

my atomless substructure inside the void of light hater

my atomless substructure inside the void of light hater...

but you are the old man and the sea

a desire to be individually free

you are my forgotten vow, my shortest forever

yet everything becomes more beautiful now

yet everything becomes more beautiful now since I'm loving Someone better

yet everything becomes more beautiful now since I'm loving Someone better...

yet everything becomes more beautiful now since I'm loving Someone better...

I am the sin that made you fall The Myth; Love, forgave us

and even now when we forgot one prayer

my knees and yours just won't stop the bends...

it's the only reason we can know that mythical Someone better :

The Man with Hole on His Hands