In the place, where the lights are off
I bitterly drown my wife and kids in a bottle of alcohol
Leaving everything that drops on my brain like from a tap besides
Leaving my body to the bedbugs, mon ami
In attempt of self-destruction to get drunk and lose my mind in hospital
In the wheel of our life we're like locked up animals
In the wide panorama of parallels and panels

Someone in kitchen will turn on lights
People behind windows are as close as stars
The snow of our endless solitude
Will choke this city on

Dance in the attack of enlightenment
Find the door by feel in the dark
Half sincere apologies
What do we mean to each other now