Let your soul fly to the sea
'Cause when you will hear the noise
It will all start to die.
I am your mind, soul and ruler
Obey them and you will survive.
December the eight
You are full with faith,
Remember the name: Keith, Keith, Keith.
The days are not waiting for you
The noise has been here and you heard it,
Now it is all starting to die
Let your soul fly
See your life passing by,
Now it is time to go to the sea,
Get inside and you will see me.
Waiting for your soul to come
And hearing the noise from down town.
It killed everything.
But you have survived
You, me
That is the bleeding sea!