The shadow of dead man
Is scaring me all night.
I hope I'll get a straight lane
To come too close to light.

The way's so hard and curved,
The darkness's everywhere;
It's getting on my nerve
And I quit playing game.

Sun keeps on shining like
The fire of cursed hell;
I'm riding on my bike
And I know I am well.

I live in this mad world,
Enjoy my short mad life,
Repeat somebody's words,
I suffer, bleed and cry.

Nobody can get me
Out puddle of the mud.
No one can set me free,
I drown in my blood...