I can feel
But the door is locked
I wear my beauty
In the mirror it's mocked
It's rotting and dying
A rose is devouring my brains
It's starving
Why not appease its hunger?
It's get a good taste...
I don't need any drugs
My madness - the only drug of mind
Something that has come out
Of the World's control
Something God has invented
To have a good fun...
Or to run an experiment?
Or to enjoy a new pun?
Dying of despair
Dying of nothing...
Nobody cares...
Dying for nothing...
For nothing can happen
Nothing can help...
Still I'm falling mad
Sliding to Hell...
Anybody! Save me!
No answer
Nothing to say
Bottomless abyss of oblivion
Before me
Is ready to absorb
The next senseless prey...