For Aruán, In His Sound

In his sound In his sound

In his sound In his sound

He is there

In his sound

Like a worm

He is there

He is there 

In his sound

Like a worm Like a worm

In the Earth

In his sound

Crushed with dirt

Like a worm

He is there

Pushing

Through his sound

Choosing

He is there

Every choice

Through the soil

He is crushed

He is bound

He is held

Chewing and Choosing

In His Sound