The foretaste and aftermath of what is always going on
A terminal stage of a wasting disease
Void of past

Life was a desert and be desert again
Waiting for some bastard to come
I can't complain

There is no other way
The devil takes the hindmost, ah
A man might die
He can't stay
I'm going to leave just everything

Like a child who is beaten everyday
Doesn't know to behave
Just cower and cringe
Why did you call?

The shutting off of your breath
The stopping of blood
I don't belong here
French leave, they say
Underneath it's all dead
No friendship or sympathy
The pain stops
Why not?
A whore is never too tired to open her legs
You mirror all the images of my morose soul
No right
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Exposing the foul words
Of whore
Nina, wake up
Wake up, see girl
Sobbing with rage, my sweet girl

If anything should happen
I would never forgive myself
Wisdom of fanatic
A litany
Drifting around like
I slowly rot

Why did I believe her
Why did you call up
The infinitude emptiness
Stand up, stand up
Stand up, stand up, waiting
Call, call, call up, say
Falling away
Why did you fall in love
Why did you fall in love with me