This blood is not around
This blood I find within
As rat from underground
Before and after sin
Unexpected feelings and me in my box
I can't change minutes, weeks and worlds
To many different whores!
I must be rod, fire! Which is so unreal to stride
I must be word that is so unreal to find
Unexpected feelings and me in my box
I turn around, turn around
From many different whores!
I hate these people, but see them every day
I know their minds
I know their fucking way
Unexpexted feelings and me in my box
I turn from them, i turn from all
As from the different whores!