Scream lost in dry, salty lake Crystals of sult glitter The sand is moist and hot Like human sight calling for help Before their boats got on the dry place Dying vicinity and country Where humans life lost the sense long time ago Last scream If there were any trees Maybe itd knock off and return to an oldman mouth Whos leaving Perhaps dying just like the lake Imprints of dead fish in salt you walk on Surely it burnts with the blood of cracked soles The scream left lost long time ago With the last drop Salty like a tear
salty, burnts, scream, lake, sult