Little Dead Bertha Dreams Now Comfort For Defunct
Get after on the wings of night
And cold the stars in the sky
Give their light in the dark of sprite
Death,
Ruthless fire in my soul
And I want go
To stars,
And outlife
In dust...
Dreams now comfort for defunct
Time of insanity
Fire of insanity
Life of insanity
Dreams of insanity
Splendid crazy dreams of stars
Disperse the night, their pale a light
And tears of sorrow flows
On the scribble of sacred, lying christian writing
Damned,
Dying now are forever free
And go with me
Into sky
Your way begin
Don't cry...