These are the things I hold onto   These are the things I use to deceive myself   I line them up in front of me   I judge them carefully   Then I throw them all away   I throw them all away   I am a small man   I am not a dangerous man   I love a child   I love a beautiful child   I love a child   I love a beautiful child   I will hold this child in my arms   And caress his soft head   Listen to him cry   Listen to him cry   I can kill the child   The beautiful child   I will kill the child   The beautiful child   This is my life   This is my choice   This is my damnation   This is my only regret   This is my life   This is my life   This is my sacrifice   This is my life   This is my only regret   That I ever was born   This is my sacrifice   Get out of my head