Medialaulu

In a thrasher mood in winter 2024-25

Soaring so high above the ground
you can't see the burial mounds
Setting sun makes the longest shades
the flame is brightest just before it fades

Like before, our beaks have risen from the peat!
Like before, the journey has started from the fringe!

For so long you were a king
but time will make all of us weak
The biggest runs aground the deepest
most radical becomes mundane the fastest

Like before, our beaks have risen from the peat!
Like before, the journey has started from the fringe!

The ways of old when you swept away
you didn't know - I'd think so
That there will be a time when
There is no one listening

Like before, our beaks have risen from the peat!
Like before, the journey has started from the fringe!
Glowing the gears of time tick on
Exuding their terrible certainty