Purple rivers fill my veins
Madness in every cell of my flesh
This fuckin ‘fantasy in my brains
Must from time to time to refresh.
Oh, these crazy pieces of meat
Can’t imagine for what they live
There are several ways and where do they lead?
That’s all I wanna know, you can believe.
You think I'm weird and you're right
But once I find myself with God
Jesus as a hero did not cry
When he was nailed to the Roman rood.
People are bound to suffer at all
They are rolling down the ramp
This time when the devil sells soul to a monk
We are lost generation, nearing the end.