| I watch you |
| In my silence |
| I was you Last grey morning |
| I want you |
| And I cast you |
| And I face disaster |
| (Chorus) I ask you, being man |
| I have less use for dignification I know, |
| In myself, I defy, |
| Yet I fall to instinct primitive |
| Am I here? |
| Is this home? |
| …better run from myself, better run… |
| I want you |
| Silently forgiven |
| I want you |
| The pain bestowed |
| (chorus) I feel a change in the air, |
| Outstretched to God, |
| He fields the suffering |
| A feeling close to me, who closes in? |
| I knew I didn’t have to go |
| Feeding stop the hunger flat, low, living, |
| Caution for a lunatic… |
| Left her behind, god-damnit |
| She didn’t have the luck to follow |
| Well here’s a little lie about the man she stole away |
| 'Night within a soul cries 'hallelujah' when your drowning'… |
| Once, fast below, woman… It’s fault is not your own, |
| And as you are to my world, my world shall always be to you, |
| you fucker… |
| Feed me, |
| woman… |
| I want you. |