Nights without a morning
days with out an y light
are you drawned in passion ?
or are you only tired to fight ?
the snakes that you`re charming are
dancing just as long as you play
you fear to STOP and feel the scar
and NO insight can keep you away
you`re narcotized. . .
there`s no pain to bear, but
also no pleasure to feel
also no pleasure to feel
confesss your unconsciousness
behead this breed with the sword of your brain
you say : Don`t break my flute !
cause I wanna try myself to put it away
. . .do it !
You hope, there`ll be a mooorning
and a new day full of sparkeling light
but you don`t open up your eyes
and so you cannot see the morning arise
cause you`re narcotized
but say, please make me feel again
even if there will be pain
even if there will be pain