... And the night got swollen   Bloated like a man drowned   In the river   That night I turned on no light   There was nothing to look at   The big and black one arrived   And he bit my very heart   I was not surprised by that   I did not fall any pain      ... And the morning has died   And the sun got arrested   It carries a life sentence   I have never expected   I'd become an eskimo   And absolutely carelessly   I have thrown up my feeling   I have never expected   I'd become my own shadow   I have thrown up my memos   And I felt my black heart   Pumping my cold black blood      It was high time for me   To go and get a beer      Death called me late that night   She calls anytime she has a problem   Death was weeping on the phone   And I didn't know what to say   I have never expected   I'd become my own shadow   I have thrown up my memos   And I felt my black heart   Pumping my cold black blood      It was high time for me   To go and get a beer