Besedila: Cadaverous Condition. What The Moon Brings.

:
now you don't see me
I have closed my eyes
but now I am lost
you closed your eyes

despair dancing in my heart
as I ran to escape my tears

I, I am alone, there is no God where I am

rise, the memories
now, I'm far away
feel, it's all so useless
I, I blame life for all this

I'm jealous, coming to grief
sometimes I'm not afraid
sometimes I wish you my pain
and sometimes I hate

and if I was a cat
I would stare all the time
with depth in my eyes
right into your stars

time flashes in your eyes
something bigger than life