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