Swimming in a sheet of blood
Cutting my cables - cutting my wrists
Nothing will work out - if there won't be pain
Living with sound of a bad song

Travelling
No return

The escape was eternally sealed
My life flows as the sand in and hourglass

Say goodbye while I say hello
Don't give a dawn to what I say
I already know all your dirty tricks
Now I know I'm a lucky guy

They pay twenty bucks for your blood
It took me twenty six years to assemble all that
It'll take me two seconds to finish with that

I feel yesterday much nearer now
I got a list of friends who I shouldn't trust to ask for heap bleeding
Mr. Mist is the in window
I'm getting crazy

Swimming in a sheet of blood
Cutting my cables - cutting my wrists

My blood and my last cigarrete
My blood and I feel my last moments
My blood and I guess I heard Jesus calling me
My blood and now it's too late to return