Will wait for another drink,
Instead of wine, I drank the rain...

He beats like the thunder,
Goes well with the guitar though...

Another day with shackled hands,
I was sprawled on one corner...

I filled my tub with my own blood,
Countless stabs, I smelled myself fresh...

She was born at twelve, one stormy midnight;
In one dark sewer, with awful faded light...

"How would you ever wonder if one is born...
Dark thoughts filled my mind...

Your hands were as cold as ice,
That’s when you’ve rolled your dice...

The crowd paces…
The crowd drowns me with its echoes...

"Stupidly funny of me... I liked this guy...
Your face moves like a ship navigating my world...

I have a voice that no one can hear,
I have tears but they don’t flow...

I’m the Deaf…
I hear all of your insults dear...

Been pacing like hell in my whole life,
Been wanting to drop onto the ground...