Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza!
Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Aaaaah!

This [bad word] began some time ago.
My head does not obey me anymore.
There is a dispute of inner voices.
So I start to grow into one of those thoughtless corpses.

look is directed ahead of mirror.
Sense that someone hid on other side of wall.
It’s what I could not see before, 
But now I can see it clearly.

Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza!

Someone told me that I had [bad word] mad.
I will answer:  [bad word] ! - but believe it at once.
And trying to find out the reason of this curse
Day after a day I grow into a corpse.

Yes, I am a schizophrenic and it is not a surprise
But I can not explain what exactly is reason.
And nobody can help me to expose my eyes.
Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza!

My mind has left in far yesterday.
And I see this world through colored glass.
And now I don’t want to open my eyes.
Really, I’m fine, I am feeling okay.

Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza! Sheeza!