Requiem To The Sun

Now it's 6. 66 a. m.

I wanna gettin' me out of this place

before I'm going insane



I will turn my head aside the sun

let the darkness in ... (and overcome)

I will turn my eyes away from you

never gonna change my point of view



Holding me, corroding me, changing me, re-arranging me



You can bring me guitars, you can bring me a bottle of wine

You can bring me some cigarrettes but I won't smoke this time