5 Poles Field

Red grass is growing up all around me
And above there is a black sky without weight my life is flat, it is an arduous stair
5 poles my world, my perception
I want more, I want a new eye, -
A fresh dope which can inebriate me
Nothing more thoughts, only burning
Dejection leaves me, nothing more to see
A smalll opening of sleep
pulverizes me
pulverizes me...
I want more, I want a new eye,
A fresh dope which can inebriate me,
Thousand colors to go through;
But nobody explains me waht to do, nobody helps me, or looks around me.
A billion of speaking worms, all around me upon me a ceiling of sorrow.
Nobody helps me, or looks around for me.
Satisfy myself is a deadly trap