seven years wash up behind me

and i'm wondering what the time is

it's a question of perception

i don't want you with hurt



there's an old man in the corner

in his sunk and withered features

see reflections of my future

will you join me there



i'm here to find the watershed

to shake the past away

drown me in a pool of tears

and start another day



now i've swallowed down the poison

sister will you still believe me

will you feed me down the serum

will you follow me



my secret haunt

my favourite place

where i cut down

so i cut down