Take my hand, I’m standing right here
I’ve got pills against spleen
Say yes to fucking dope
Here is some medicine for a tormented soul
Burn your wings to the last feather
All I did was sniffing a bit too much

Nothing is more beautiful

Take my hand, I’m standing right here
I’ve got pills against spleen
Say yes to fucking dope
Home made cure, deep dead sky
Burn your wings to the last feather
All I did was sniffing a bit too much

Smoke is blacking out the sun
Give me my medicine
Corpse dancing under the noose
Close your eyes…
Smoke is blacking out the sun, it’s blacking out the sun…

Nothing is more beautiful