Under the cover of dust and snow
There's something inside that I'll never know
Too much to see will make your eyes want to bleed
Little girls with faces covered by seed

Psychos suffering attacks of depressions
I don't know why, don't know what's the connection
Between the spirit and mind there is something inside
Follow the sign come on into the light

Selling bodies and drugs on a street without name
Don't go out when it's cold come and join in the game
Read my lips when I'm talking hear the voices inside
Wake up and open your eyes