It feels like I'm not of this world
Thoughts in my mind all mixed and curled
This mess and fire, it's so hot
I want to stay here forever... Or not?
Tell me what you know about it
Tell me what you think about it
It feels like I'm not of this world
Thoughts in my mind all mixed and curled
This mess and fire, it's so hot
I want to stay here forever... Or not?
This place is surely a bit strange
No sky or clouds in a range
Still I don't seem to have a choice
So I shall listen to my inner voice
There is only one problem. There are no signs, so you will never know, whether it is heaven or hell. But you can make yourself believe it is one or another. That hepls. Everyone does so.
It feels like I'm not of this world
Thoughts in my mind all mixed and curled
This mess and fire, it's so hot
I want to stay here forever... Or not?
This place is surely a bit strange
No sky or clouds in a range
Still I don't seem to have a choice
But if this is heaven, then what's that noise?
