Inside my … you are
So high to be free
But things go out with each day
You picture mine to state your misery
And your trouble from your life had made you turn

To the needle of death

How strange your happy words
That seems to bring a smile from everyone
And tears fill the eyes
Friends and humans wonder why
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

One grain of…
Regrets in your soul can’t feel the pain
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

When mother stands upon you
Your body slowly dies
Your mother stays in silence
Listening to every quiet dream …

And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death

…It’s freedom forever more
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death
And your trouble from your life had made you turn
To the needle of death