Looking at myself - I never felt that weak before
Through eyes of compassion
I see, I see, I see, I see
A bitter old man
Who is trying to adore the young lovers
The young beautiful

I keep on trying, it will break me down one day
This old body is ready to face the pain

Digging into my last remains of self-esteem

Howling at the dead moon, departed ego
Digging my hole, burying myself
It's coming closer, I can feel my own decay
Bleeding dry, dying restless

Emptiness embracing it's loyal son

Staring at nothing
Staring at nothing, replacing my life with solitude
This fragile laughter is killing me - it's killing me
Light-hearted minds, red flesh, blue eyes
It's killing me - this fragile laughter is killing me