Syli [English translation]

God has been silent

for two thousand years

in his rocking chair, talking to himself

spending his old days

His dentures clock in his mouth

someone changes the diapers

doesn't remember the weekdays, not

his great creation

Son waits for his heritage

the heaven above

the world is senseless

the lap of the Devil

And it can not be controlled anymore

Anywhere

the game is over, the ball

is lost

Chorus

Dreams die in deep waters

and the world is like the lap of the Devil

the tongues, minds of sadness, lick the wounds

and he world is like the lap of the Devil

Cold lap!

Who believes in inscriptions

manage to live the land

dreams die

in wombs

Or if they get born

they get sadness as their godmother

death strokes head, spits

fire into comfort

Chorus

cold lap

• Artist:Kotiteollisuus
• Album:7