Liblikas - Wooden Spaceship Тексты

Who owns these lips that woke me?
Whose fingertips control my mind?
Whose interests burnt the sleeping forest
to smoke me out of the dream of lies?

I own these lips that woke you.
My fingertips control your mind.
I built you this wooden spaceship.
Go travel through space and time

Wake!
Seek!
Find!
Fall!
Lake!
Spirits!
Mind!
Blown!