In the end I want to run away from every city Endless string of nightmares feels like hundreds of skeletons In the big city of your great hopes Only lanterns are bring warmth I go through the dense fog Carefully saving the last hope I'm withering in bars with whores and thay worthless phone numbers The sticky touch of his majesty the fear penetrates my soul The cold embrace of death with it's snarling jaws chase me away Your faces appear on my way spread out into ugly grimaces Spit their bloody hatred on me Smothered in blind agony