Lyric

I said yes I said no I said ask again

They've called a snap last judgement

The length of this room was impossible to assess

Strange attractors, letters of the alphabet

I was shaking like a fruit tree

Casting apples to the ground

Where do murderers go man?

Who's to doom when the judge is up for trial?

I drunk and drugged myself

In the taverns and the alleys

I don't know what I have inside me

Something wants to come out

I absolutely had to leave, I was sick of violent scenes

Thеy don't mean a fucking thing to me

Flowers of flеsh in starry fields, uncurled stretched out alone

I'll take the smell of your skin back to my room

Where do murderers go man?

Who's to doom when the judge is up for trial?

I cannot tell a lie

I cannot tell the truth

Above this town

Above the clouds and seas

Beyond the sun, past the ether

Past the frontiers of the starry skies

My mind flies far away through the limpid realms of space

Equally insensitive to the suffering of human kind

The infinite expansion of infinite things

Continuous luminous, serene, through the tedium of a million nights

Where do murderers go man?

Who's to doom when the judge is up for trial?