Nico Liebe - Epilogue: doomed lyrics

Just sitting in a diner With a girl he doesn't know He loves the food from china But now he would rather go He needs some inspiration Just before it is too late Well, it's a lose-lose-situation And a terrible blind date She reminds him of his mother And the things he doesn't like So he's talking bout his brother And his very boring life But then she starts to whisper "I know your rotten side" And he could feel a kiss where The links were tried to hide "I saw your perfect demons Playin with your soul" And although he was not dreamin He played a dreamer's role Her eyes were softly gleaming He faked a perfect smile And an interesting evening Appeared for a while "let me guess: you're crazy And you forgot your pills" She said:"your brain got lazy Cause they broke your will They're up to no good, you idiot They're foolin with your soul You feel connected with their spirit But you're diggin in a hole" His smile was slowly fadin - she knows about my work? – He got lost in hesitation While she was speaking in his words "I found your infected poems In the world wide web" And then she did show him The results of her own trap "at first you're only readin What they're writing down But then your world starts bleedin So take off their cursed crown" "well, I am just a writer Dealin with some lines And, ok, I got excited But all these words are mine" "did you ever read your writings Really carefully? They reflect your useless fighting Just read and you will see" "and who are you? a fallen angel? (sarcastically) Sent by god to save my life?" "no, I saw the modern devil And I will become his wife" Now he knows she's crazy And so he says goodbye "you'll hear their voices and finally You only want to die" The people around got silent Her words filled up a lack That was born by the violence That forced him to look back "I don't know what they're hidin But they took every sense I was damaged by my writing And I'm still in their cruel hands" But he turns around once again Wrapped in a brutal fright And he hears the voice from his poems "god damn, you know she's right" Deeply yearning for awakening To stop the screaming in his head But a choir of their filthy laughin Unveils the wish of being dead