I`m too much alive to bear such a poisonous life I`m loving you, people, no matter you`re making me strive I`m walking in desert of broken and hideous souls I`m listening you`re speaking, I`m seing the truth and the false My poor, my dear, my little I can`t make you feel You`re killing me, people, how can you be loving me still? You`re killing a dreamer in you and your darkestes minds I`m loving you, people, but know I am too much alive!