I cannot to go from that pub Twlight streets cold and scarcity All begging for food Vitiating waylayers and whores are usual And i have only a opened bar for i to drink A brandy rum or a whisky with ice Night for search for sex drunks and sodomy After the drunkenness metal is the sounding track´s Roving by the streets so crazy With slow reflex i´m alcohol´s victim The streets will be my home until tomorrow I´ve poison blood running in my veins Schizo mind noise and voices Sometimes i´m a cabbage head foreign and lost And still i live of night´s orgy all outsider My neurons burn down thousand for second Waiting through the last day to go on again!