Vessel

Birds fly with two wings. Sheep walk on four legs. Worms crawl on the top of the utensil, Instead of a dime. Are you there? There are birds carrying wood. Peonies grew among the ruins. The worm hid in the vessel, One way up. The sheep are at the call of the vessel. It's a new palace, shrine or temple. It's a sheep worm ritual. When they tear, they erect their antennae toward each other. The last few worms become butterflies. They pray in front of the vessel, hoping to become birds. [Guitar Solo] [Insert the melody of the song "There You’ll be"] [End]