Thinking of what I'm feeling right now This music of brakes and blurred voices I thought I knew my own mind But it seemed I just left it behind It was unknown how did I paint the crow But I fell in the pieces of my tragedies My memories They lasted long Cut now, my friend this is just flesh The soulcut hurts more I can be no more I grew up, my friend How strange it can be? I learned how to live, the joy disappeared These lights were my own home And these walls warmed me so cold All I knew were those streets And the feeling of warm flesh in my mouth Blood ran from station to station The corner was dirty and home-like I died in your tombs, Paris And I never felt more joyful