I have thirty days without light
locked in this coffin
knocked down dreaming in my cell
that it's a lie, a nightmare
An inmate looking at me
smiles and hints at me
it's my cold and morbid skin
what seduces him, fascinates him
Perverted minds
addicted to lust
corporal decadence
lovers of obscenity
Another twisted mind
sleepy of damped eyes
fetid and sickening smell
they chase me, harass me
Now I'm without sense
stuck deep inside in the vice
the pupils now hide
I don't suffer, I don't shake anymore