Sick mind with no past Blends all days into eternal light A sick face A sick mind A shadow of tomorrow Maybe it's me A prisoner with a shavel head A prisoner of nuclear shelter As horrified as me A sick face A sick mind A shadow of tomorrow Maybe it's me Open graves Trampled holiness Where are you going There's nothing there But his hand gives me a sign You're the labyrinth Of madness You're sinking Into dead night Take me with you Into the burning abyss Into the bottomless pit With no respite A sick face A sick mind A shadow of tomorrow It must be me Take me with you In the dimensionless pit Into the immense sea Of schizophrenia