Greetings To Eblis

When they used to give, their Greetings to Eblis They would swarm, in the centre Of a Saccharin abyss And now they only live, in pain where there was bliss And they sing the remaining, words that exist Fly's live in this place Tearing through eyes To find a place For their own lives Live in this place Tearing through eyes To find a space For their own lives When they used to give, their grievance to the dead They would hunt, in the daylight For the jewels in the hands Of the reptiles, in the sand lakes And for the skin, that they would shed Then reduce it, reproduce it And take it to their beds Fly's live in this place Tearing through eyes To find a place For their own lives Live in this place Tearing through eyes To find a space For their own lives Lives, lives, lives, lives Lives, lives, lives I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient, I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient, I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient, I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient, I can be patient I can be patient, I can be patient I can be patient, I can be patient I can be patient, I can be patient I can be patient, I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient, I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn I am a slow learner But I am trying my best to learn That I can be patient I can be patient When I'm waiting for my turn