Up in the sun-baked hills, down to the glittering sea. Run, Melu. Run and be free. Into the western sun, eyes to the blazing heat. Turn, Melu. Onward my beast. Your heart is a bridge, cross over. On with the goat, over the rocks. Glimpse Empyrean. On with bull, removing the log. Glimpse Empyrean. Run, Melu. Together we swim in the elegant sea. Bathe, Empyrean. Savour the tide, savour it well. Bathe, Empyrean. It’s a bridge, cross over. You wanted it, now you can't believe, you’ve finally reached that shore. With abandonment you will hurl yourself deep in the emerald gourd. But please don’t ask me what the fuck is going on I don’t have any answers, I’m just following setting suns back to Melu.
"There will be light come the morning. Hold tight till then to your sleep. Onerous sound breaks your slumber. Wash, rinse, soil then repeat. Repeat verse. Repeat Chorus. Wash, rinse, repeat. To the boys, to the girl, to the weeping tree." Girlvert