I sit at the end of horizion, gazing into the sky as the stars falls spreads itselfs over the dome.
Wondering, If ...my sea of brown will ever recieve the power and might of the carbonic acid...
Oh lord, For thy wishes may not be as mine, therefore I pray all life long so that you may once
understand the essence and joy by having the brown liquid mixed with carbonic acid...
Thus I have tried itself, I do not possess the rights of doing it, nor the skill.
Please lord of koal, Dont let us suffer more.
May this not be the only world without carbonic acid in our browndrinks...

My mind blackens more for each hour that passes...this life isn't worth living...
But I can't give up now...
As my head sinks down between my knees I feel something diffrent upon my shoulder and neck...
Oh master, thou my biggest wish have fulfilled!
My soul grows greater and stronger as I swim through my sea of brown.
All hail the lord of koal!