Dumb and numb minded, sad as grey Ascetic life, the unhappy way of unsmiling faces Adrenaline sold to get their absolution The passion’s gone, I’d rather say unborn At least for the ones who don’t seem to be alive at all Ignore the illusion Of not being allowed my friend Enjoy everything you can Until death sweeps you away Restless eyes tired and blind, turned to the ground They don’t see the door hidden by gold and steel locks Disobedience sold to get one-colored uniforms But conscienceness’ gone, the loveliness is gone Ignore the illusion Of being unlovable my friend Taste all she’d want you to taste A woman hides infinite flavors Ignore the illusion Of not being allowed my friend Enjoy anything you can Until death sweeps you all away Enjoy the taste of your favorite poison If the poison is all that you want Sin and feed your starving senses And fill this lack of perception