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