Light pours in through this four cornered smile
As the world shoots dope just to dilate her pupils
Like a freak with a glass wall everywhere he wanders
Off the edge. Every letter’s got a story.
But the wind still sucks all the water from the land
And the sea beats her blood onto the shore
With her own hands
Day meets dumb, every night has its hero
Don’t know what the hell you need a hero for.