Standing by it,
the animal heart?
And if it could,
then torn apart?
The way that was made,
come, please give the blade.
Twist, turn, yeeah, put it all in an urn,
at least take something solid in return?
Wrapp it in, nice and neatly, yeeah,
Fabric from every corner of a stone.
Come on, yeeah *yawm*,
this is probably someones home?
Maybe they like it here,
and fear, that we must share;
Let us just go!