Woke up in morning I saw white snow I was delighted with the whiteness of my fall I left my home late Knew where to find With pleasure I will bury your sinful mind
You'll see my sorrow, my shame Your vice, your weakness will go away And scared face is frozen like frightful picture You can't change emotion again Your worthless life of misfit will come alive like Wish and dream with no pain
I drink my whiskey And watch TV And I see two fat pigs that playing in filth Am I a madman? No I'm just drunk I have no strength to tolerate sick mind's prank
Have no strength to put up With sins I cleaned, but it becomes more and more in my shame in my sorrow in my gun in tomorrow