scarabea (natuurlijk)I keep blowing on peacefull butterflies and remaining a loving mind And the bothering harasments of flies I keep distant with my mindFunny when you lately stopped the car Before the crash Electric fairie And funny when you grow green lights off I'm up with you Electric fairieWhen hell was an excuse to swiftly attack the others the scarabea came to find it's own place on my handI kept that ring for that instant of truth and turned into a hydrogenic fairie And I keep on bearing this elegant youth As a u turn in a hydrogenic dutyWhen the mud of darkness Vanished from any corners the scarabea came to find it's own place on my fingersI keep blowing on peacefull butterflies and remaining a loving mind And the bothering harasments of flies I keep distant with my mindWhen lifeforms support Their support and focus The scarabea is the eyes of what ever looked after ushearts going onmy heart is going on rising like an hyper sun till its zeniths' hyper chords cover the ground they runthe hyper chords of love for a core yet disordered spell the very appeasement in the warnings whispered from the far drivers abovethe hyper chords of care from a heart dismembered are trickling in appeasement and the warnings whispered for poeple trying to shareI'm regreting my innocence of august 1999 when life was flowing in a slow river soft consolings to advance since saturday nine in heights of feelings like gentle treckerschaos's minusculness will grow as a fine base with a pinch of the best green teas to cover this sour tastemy heart is going on rising like an hyper tree till its finest flowers' smells cover the grounds we'll freeheading the unchoosen path driven by mount beauty and unchoosen facts shown in my harms' memoriesyour heart is going on rising like an hyper moon till its eclipse's hyper rays cover the shadows of doomthe minor chaos of hate in a core still disordered settled useless judgements in the hurtings scattered by the worst drivers to datethe hyper chords of care from my heart rebuilded are trickling in appeasement in the words distributed to poeple trying to shareI'll ever keep my innocence of august 1999 when life was flowing like on a slow river and I'm consoling to advance since I'm twenty one in heights of feelings as a saturnine loverchaos's minusculness will grow as a fine base with a pinch of the best green teas and cover this sour tastestepping in hugeness breathing a wide space the spicies in the finest meals will cover some's sour tastewalking an unchoosen path driven by mount beauty and unchoosen facts shown in these harms' memoriesyour heart is going on rising like an hyper moon till its eclipse's hyper rays cover the shadows of doom