Lör - Bonum

Let's go downstairs
Where it lives
Let's be cold like stone
As it slowly sinks

And like pack of wolves
Let's not separate
Let's become the blow of
Embarrassing embrace

Through the silence
Where it hides
Let's just hold our hands
And not let it drown

And like leaky roof
Let's cover our holes
Let's become the blow of
Our own woes