Bleed, my posthumous illusions
From my veins, flows so much bitterness
When love slips away
From my haemophilic heart
Remains the weight of an anvil
Bleed, my body on the concrete
My misfortune, the inside of my suits,
On the razors edge,
Imaginary love
The desire to live falls away
The desire to live falls away
You must really, though
Pretend that nothing’s wrong
When the lights flare up again
When the lights flare up again
Bleed, the earth which takes me for a walk
What I love, I take it with me
In my phrases one by one
My misfortune
This is how my life resumes
This is how my life resumes
You must really, though
Pretend that nothing’s wrong
When the lights flare up again
When the lights flare up again
The desire to live falls away
The desire to live
The desire to live
The desire to live falls away
Bleed