I've got a huge burden on my back I watch it swell and sag me down I stay awake and watch the ECG curve remain flat No more belief in destiny, all because I resent that Treachery, don't say the words Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves How do I seal my fate, fast enough To create the rebirth of hate? Treachery, don't say the words Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves My enthusiasm seems to fade away real slowly The ordinary life seems blank and My will to live is gone A while ago I used to think that life was holy Embrace yourself cause the fact is We all die slowly Treachery, don't say the words Affectionately, I stroke the naked curves