In my world eternity is put to death
And love stands by the wall waiting for execution,
And a doctor doesn't cure, but waits
for what happens to the new patient,
When the lie comes to an end.
In my world walls are higher than trees,
To be able to see, eyelids are cut off with a knife,
And everything is given away for liberty,
Disregarding what happens after,
When the lie comes to an end.
In my world humans are so human-like
They kill time on weekdays and are afraid of their fears.
Their fears determine their lives
And bring them to nothing,
When the lie comes to an end.
With whom would you stay,
When the rain is beating against your face
With drops of dead water?
I'll stay forever on this bench
With a cigarette in my mouth, gazing at the ocean,
As I hate the idea
Of getting back home,
When the lie comes to an end.
With whom would you stay,
When the rain is beating against your face
With drops of dead water?