Knut Descent
Belief
I believe in
I'll lower my head down on my knees
Belief
It's a loose ground to walk on
come to me praise the blade
shine it finely carved
clever disguise bear the mark
the plan engraved inside
hang on to their line
fists and feet tied
rise
step on the ladder
step ahead
dive
rise step ahead
meet your sun
dive
just one step next
stuck in their nest
dragged along the line
Not a trace left
