A lonely soul on her lonely throne
My passing wave brings her out of hell...

Something in me was pierced by her eyes
From across the row a cold stare of burning malice...

Life washed out losing any hope
Shining stars of beautiful light will fall...

Swallowing burning liquor influences the heart
Devil's pact, a soul for an existence...

Killing time to starve out hours
Life is wasted in dirty bus stops and cheap hotel...

We all hunger
Nothing sates it...

I walk to-wards that room knowing I would not come...
In a trance I walked those streets to-wards that...

No one stands up
my arm falls...

Love is a funny thing
Supporting persisting pressures...

I hesitate to use the word love
How can we know so young...

To be a man one must be strong
In mind, in body, in soul...

Disillusioned with this pointless task
How does a weary solider fight on...