Promiscuous women are in my life
I'm just a slave of pleasure
In this pleasure, alcohol is my doom
The roots of all my luxury
When I look through my window
I feel myself so empty
Walking in the loneliness of the streets
Looking for a bar to drink

Alcoholic death noise

A deafening noise has arisen now
I can see a bottle in front of me
But bitches are also around me
My feelings are dominated by pleasure
Now I'm lost in my doom
Shouts of delirium echo in the air
The future is beyond the wisdom
Where everything is beginning