I am back at the beginning, I have a [bad word] upon my eyes
I'm alone in this my blindness, I'm alone but there is still life
Not under a tombstone, no worms are licking my bones
I'm just in a state where day turns to night and it's late

I am back at the beginning, I am black down to my heart
I am tied down to this rhythm, in a trance 'til death do us part
Like one of those people that are nothing but evil
life of regrets is saved in the flower of death

All the things that are sad are saved inside my madness
All I touch will die before the summer is gone
All the blackest days will always flood my soul
Inviting me to rest upon the leaves of autumn
Searching for some kindness, lost inside my blindness
I turn around
I turn around

I am back at the beginning, stripped down, down to the bone
I am blank and I am nothing, I am drained of passion and soul
I've travelled the world, all the beautiful girls
they have made me a lifelong notorious deciever, believe me!
I'll go underground, when the sun beats down

I am back at the beginning, in the shadows upon my strike
So the world has [bad word] silent, I can tell that this ain't no life
I'm the man without shadow, I've got a stoneful of pillows
There's no man in the mirror, just me and I hate what I see!

From the underworld we arise
on a string of bloodstained magnolias
Relentlessly throwing the dice
but there's no way we can get out of here
In a time that sees no end
I'm building this cluster so sinister
of thoughts on love and death
in a one man strong disaster
In a dark tranquility our hearts descend
Aching from a bittersweet that'll never end
face with hollow eyes, a face with no more smiles
The cold face of perdition, a voice of silent cries
The blind man the rooster, the ultimate loser