He needs to see he cannot live on air it seems, on dreams it seems His stinking thoughts turn violently into nasty sounds, endless grounds He needs to see the floor has been moving and crumbling And shattering, scattering blood apart, love apart and all apart
And still he's looking for a sign And still he's praying for the sky And still he's looking for a sing Again he gives in and cries
History my root and my past is gone And patiently I'm waiting here He needs to bleed to be asure of superficial shiny friend He takes the knife self-assured, it's shining bright, he's satisfied You'll need to bleed to make me glad, he said and cut her throat You'll need to bleed to make me glad, make me glad make me glad