Children of a love
lost among the machine guns and bills of time
We lay down on
autumn leaves and feel lot of fear inside

The autumn is cold and radioactive
The orgasmic sensation of a crying anguish
remembers me that I still have some feelings
Hiding behind my ultra-ego

And who someday thought that I would let me leave
Regret himself for not being here to see
That there's nothing to see, my eyes melted down
and my mouth was sewed

There it is, there again
In the horizon again
Showing us a great gray mirror

That reflects all of our mistakes

We have to apologize
There's a tumor in my chest
that won't leave me alone
as long as they don't forgive me

I supplicate... Forgive me
I'm a poor careless victim..