Somewhere in a dark corner Covered with a coat of dust Useless and forgotten We are left to rot and die And no one will remember And no one will understand There is no light, there is no future In our dungeon of mind
But we are happy to die We are ready to die Every day and every night We are happy...
Waking up in a damp basement Breathing the smell of mold Hopeless and sick forever Almost dead but still alive We keep our secrets And we worship our gods No one can take it away from us We are the scum of the times
But we are still happy to die We are ready to die Every day and every night We are happy...