SOLARIS IV/A Testo

Downstream floating

Restless breathing

Toxin Flowing

C.N.S. screaming ...Homewards!

Feelings folding
Ears resounding

Tears drying

C.N.S. screaming

...Homewards!

There's

Nobody home,

Mother

I'm drifting

I'm drifting

I feel myself like
Shining on the ice of Solaris

isn't it funny?

Your sick son

Mother!

Where are her hands?

Where is her life?

Kill me, ocean...