A grand mute proof at Nemrt Dag
That man’s as mad as a hatter
How does it feel when it’s revealed?
You’ve reached the living end
Master cut the stone out
My name is Lubbert Das
Abandoned now as the grass grows out
Of the head and groin of the dome
How does it feel with one turn of the wheel?
You reach the living end
Master cut the stone out
My name is Lubert Das
A far-u ranch at Ufra Charin
Fish ponds and a madman’s honey
How does it feel, is it hard to conceal?
When you reach the living end