Полный текст песни Alternative 4 - Anathema

(D. Patterson)
It's killing you, you're killing me,
I'm clinging on to my sanity,
All I need is a short term remedy,
Come and hide me from this terrible reality...

Dreaded memories flood back to me,
But there's still a wilful mind behind these cold,
psychotic eyes,
Now I tread this path so differently,
I've opened my mind and darkened my entire life.

I'll dance with the angels to celebrate the holocaust,
And far beyond my far gone pride,