| Walking, attacked by a seagull, attack, | |
| Continous reflection, once killed a seagull | |
| Can the animals revenge, seagull our souls, flying free | |
| Abuse another, then just abusing myself, I wonder | |
| Flying down the stairs, sucked out of the door | |
| Crawling up to the pillar onto a line | |
| I want to: glide-birds onto a line | |
| She's coming, tries to bite | |
| Open the window and let the souls fly free |