Angry Hills

Heaven, it shines in the dawn's early light

In a movement out in the brush far out

Watering graves of the people who read in the book

Of forbidden content tragedy

In a gentle way hear the angry hills

In a gentle way hear them laughing

Imagination under attack for the pictures

I can't even think, I don't even know them

In a gentle way hear the angry hills

In a gentle way hear them laughing, in a gentle way

In a gentle way hear the angry hills

In a gentle way I am laughing, yes, I am laughing

I am laughing, yes, I am laughing