Upside down

in days slashed, mine flesh breathed beneath

desserts of scorch'd gray clouds, fine blue skies.

above vale of soils, walk'd mine calloused feet.

in waltz, my sickness danced with death-wise.

oh tears of thine flood oceans of bye,

write an elegy for me life mayfly,

sing an ode for me air sanctified,

farewell motherland, to thee I died.

in days no slashed, mine flesh breathes beneath

complexity and vale of soils.

above desserts of scorch'd gray clouds,

Divine Sky, walks mine calloused feet.

oh death-wise the waltz has ended.