I have a secret place inside
Where I can sleep in rest;
I never thought that I was blind,
But now I do my best
To understand that I am sick
Deep in my consciousness.
I can't resist your naive tricks,
Your foolish fraudulence.

Just one more day
Without the turbulence;
Just one mistake
Leaves me no other chance.

I tried to find myself
In the ruins of my world,
In the sickness of my words,
In my internal hell.
I need to find the strength
To break through my own confines;
I left my dreams behind;
I'm trapped in a sticky haze.

I've traded life for the hardest pain
That burns inside my chest;
I'm late again for the evening train,
And now I do my best
To spend the night in a quiet place,
Far from the dark distress;
I can't get out of the clinging haze,
The viscid haze of death.