Testo
Leant down in a daze
Pictures in my face
Reflections deep inside me
Send shivers down my spine, to guide me
A woman, not alone
Blushingly stripped to the bone
Now I see, I never knew
She always looked askew
All this seems to be delusion
It must have been an odd illusion
All this feeds my inner urge to go
I know!
It's growing deep inside me
This show, the mindless thrall
I know!
Your grinning might misguide me
I know the weakest goes
To the wall
Leant down in a shame
An older man, so lame
Shivering, full of wine
By the shore line
Stream's fast, don't fight
At last, release the plight
It's clear, without a strife
I see my own life
All this seems to be delusion
It must have been an odd illusion
All this feeds my inner urge to go
I know!
It's growing deep inside me
This show, the mindless thrall
I know!
Your grinning might misguide me
I know the weakest goes
To the wall!
Flint, struck
Gives no spark at all
Women, touched
Give no warmth for all
A child, lost
Has gone to the wall
I know!
It's growing deep inside me
This show, the mindless thrall
I know!
Your grinning might misguide me
I know the weakest goes
To the wall
I know!
It's growing deep inside me
This show, the mindless thrall
I know!
Your grinning might misguide me
I know the weakest goes
To the wall, yeah!
