Testo Iron flower

Thunder, please explain

Why you ask me how I am , I'm fine I

Wondre is it sane

To pierce purple eyeballs made of China


I love you like a son, like a game I have wom

Like a toothbrush I used for the Eiffel Tower

My youth, it is gone, it's a boot stuck in the ground

Is there truth to be found in an iron flower



Mmm, I will try hard to be a spark or pwer

I will, I'll never be your iron flower


Stone please explain

Why your silence makes more noise than thunder

Bones, is it sane

To obey me and the flash you're under



Your words are soon gone and it hurts, I have none

Take a jump from the pretty linguistic tower

The goal of speech, so obnoxious to reach

Only one thing to do, melt your iron flower...