the stains of time pull me down
into my meaninglessnes
I live the rest of my life
in the past next to death

I hate these times I realize what I am now
no medicine can save me from this undertow
it just protrects the decomposing

and I rot

so I pass away
stop this slow death
don`t let me die this way
no sense for this distress
so I pass away
how can I stop this fight
don`t let me die this way
or give me back my sight

and I know that I`m no god so take me lord above
don`t wanna be a burden
for the ones I love

am I allowed to regret anything I`ve done?
or is this unfounded remorse?
did they suffer from me?

once I preached steady
now I am a freak
once I created rules
and now I seek for respect

I hate these times I realize what i am now
no medicine can save me from this undertow
it just protrects the decomposing

and I rot

I remember cadavers
world war two
why can`t I rest with my friends
who lay in the dirt beneath the frontier
ground

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