When the light disappears And all the brightness ends A daybreak won't be the oracle ...and the last Of the lasts The time'll raze to dust... The filthy word Shouted out by the sick mind It'll stick in shapelessness Like your breath washed out By the contempt I don't want to wait for it So k** me Through I don't want to die But k** me I hide my face in palms And sin in dirty conscience I want look any more I no more look with blasphemy