Sick mind with no past  Blends all days into eternal light    A sick face  A sick mind  A shadow of tomorrow  Maybe it's me    A prisoner with a shavel head  A prisoner of nuclear shelter  As horrified as me    A sick face  A sick mind  A shadow of tomorrow  Maybe it's me    Open graves  Trampled holiness  Where are you going  There's nothing there  But his hand gives me a sign  You're the labyrinth  Of madness  You're sinking  Into dead night    Take me with you  Into the burning abyss  Into the bottomless pit  With no respite    A sick face  A sick mind  A shadow of tomorrow  It must be me  Take me with you  In the dimensionless pit  Into the immense sea  Of schizophrenia