I will kill you if I'm hurt
Then I'll make my silence sting
I'll make you tremble easily
And do it while I sing
I will make it quite impossible
For you to be at ease
My ways are ways of pleasantness
And all my paths are peace

I will kill them all for you
(Sick communication)

She showed me all her nightmares
Then she kissed me off to sleep
I withered solemnly away
For only her to keep
My words they stay ambiguous
Impossible to seize
Her ways were ways of pleasantness
And all her paths were peace

I will kill them all for you
(Sick communication)

She's just like an aeroplane without reverse
She's just like forbidden fruit without the curse.

I will kill them all for you
(Sick communication)

So lead me through this forest
Filled with trees shaped like my mind
And soothe my guilty conscience
For those I left behind
And you write me thousand stories
That will put my mind at ease
And show me ways of pleasantness
And all my paths of peace