My God

[Verse 1] All the highs are downwards All your fumble words are spent Paying no attention To the thoughts of your dear friend [Chorus] No point louder The sound of my power Sink in deeper Further each hour My god [Verse 2] When our flower's fading When our stem begins to fold I will take off quietly Like a bird that flees the cold [Chorus] No point louder The sound of my power Sink in deeper Further each hour My god[x7]