On one day I find I’m in a white sterile room But this is not the first time I have been in here
There are many other clean rooms There are many corridors to follow Every night from a chosen room one person is removed permanently
Beautiful, a flower in its last vivid bloom But only one flower in this white garden room Then from the flower rolls a sphere stained in red Here’s Pochi, he will eat the remains, everything
I know it will soon be my turn, I cannot wait for tomorrow to come I know it will soon be my turn, I cannot wait for tomorrow to come
Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon I will… Soon--