Released on April 1, 2008

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I wanted to be ready

An elegant view

My cold heart is steady

We feel nothing new


I wanted to be ready

An elegant buffoon

My cold heart is steady

We feel nothing wrong


Because you are ready

My hard-hearted son

And summer is fleeting

You feel nothing wrong


You sing for the salt

The earth provides

You're a wreath of the rings

In your insides


Your heart is in bloom

And I can stand

We reach for the salt

In everyman

I'm a powerful ring of earth and fire

Your heart is a burst of my desire

I could talk for your wolves, I'd top them all

If we see the eyes in which you call