Sick mind with no past

Blends all days into eternal light



A sick face

A sick mind

A shadow of tomorrow

Maybe it's me



A prisoner with a shavel head

A prisoner of nuclear shelter

As horrified as me



A sick face

A sick mind

A shadow of tomorrow

Maybe it's me



Open graves

Trampled holiness

Where are you going

There's nothing there

But his hand gives me a sign

You're the labyrinth

Of madness

You're sinking

Into dead night



Take me with you

Into the burning abyss

Into the bottomless pit

With no respite



A sick face

A sick mind

A shadow of tomorrow

It must be me

Take me with you

In the dimensionless pit

Into the immense sea

Of schizophrenia