Image like fast spliced line

Covered by the rough knots just like the bark covered

by the brown knags.



In the middle of the dead world left ship stands

With droped sails without the crew.



In the middle of the sea of dry sand stands

Stands without a soul.

It ran away takin' hope

And ship is buried forever

In it's solitude.



Someone pulled its boards down

Sun dryed the planks

Parched as the lips of passionate lovers.



Silence surrounds it with its arms

Bits of stone snatch by a blast

Are strikin' on its empty interior.



Temple of the god

Temple of the dog.



Despair shroud of mourning

Sad irritatin' the throut tightenin' up so the voice

Cannot pass through.



Pain which is burnin' inside

When a longin' comes

After the last kiss

After the last gaze.