The day'll be grey? It said I've got to chase the early rising sun next day? To look for the highest place to rest and stay? Don't understand the bodyless voice! (Your brain-frightening?!)
I think I have to flee from here Don't dare to chase the early rising sun one day Or am I condemned forever in try To break the rules of fools? (They will exist without decay!)
The rules survive all skeletons and passing-bells Whose pinball-wizzard do I have to play To be ravished and plundered and ripped up And hidden by supernatural voices inside my frightened brain.
The murderer's hand is ruling human life And I do question my surrender I do not want - just to survive - Forever fear her squeezing me as rough as tender.
She is the one as light as heat She burns the shadow's outline harder She lives by bearing life indeed We live, we die! - but don't seem ever to regard her.
Time starts to burn my sinner skin NOW! shall I flee or shall I try to follow? Are my conditions wise enough to win? Or are the idol's eyes adoring me because I am as weak as hollow?
The human flesh is chasing superficial glory The crashing light impress burnin', dyin' eye That is how rare has been experience in history To raise the mind in wisdom instead of learning how to kill and die.
This day did nearly pass like all the others Only a deeper doubt arose in me I'll search the place on upper dyin' covers Just to control, or do I try to make you trust in me?
I think I have to flee from here Don't dare to chase the early rising sun one day Or am I condemned forever in try To break the rules of fools?
Wasted time, grey light Proclaim my duty To be prepared for final mistake!