Alternative 4 — текст песни (Anathema)

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,
Is knowing that we`ll soon be gone,
Knowing that I`ll soon be gone...