Alis Grave Nil Lyrics

Weeping willows, weeping widows -
Mixed up inside.
Gunpowder, Sunflowers -
Inside my mind.
Porcupines dreaming about butcher shops.
The crimson king, singing and never stops.
Black-tinted rainbows inside my head.
Inside my mind it's real!
Nothing is heavy to those who have wings -
Alis Grave Nil.