Living a cosy, soft existence, A knot of achievement, a gift of life A perfect role, immaculate sentence Warm in the nest, away from any strife Inhibition losing power at night Haste growing with a pulsing desire, Failing faith overtaken at midnight, Acutely driven by the last hour Always seek what you are lacking, As a ruthless natural law Filling the void of your knowledge Is still not enough Craving for relief, better crushed than torn apart, Leave a life of regrets (You would trade for remorse) Leave a life of regrets you would trade for remorse (You would trade for remorse) Leave a life of regrets you would trade for remorse Ebbing behind the scene, flee where perception dies Leaving the nest, shatter the shell, escape your psychic ties Cut the knot, drop the role, allow the urge to flow