Interested in many things, master of none
Dutch
There's still no light
The trees are gone
But what remains?
What do we have left?
What did we kill?
What remains of our former selves in this new world?
There's still no light
The trees are gone
But what remains?
What do we have left?
What did we kill?
What remains of our former selves in this new world?
Can't wait to see mother sun again
Can't wait to see mother sun again
Appears a man
The man moving down, he holds a torch
He explores, earth's darkest spots
Appears a man
The man moving down, he holds a torch
He explores, earth's darkest spots