First I was born
                                                          Th­en I began to die
                                                             ­ (there's no way out)
                                                           ­       (and there never was)
Nursing wounds                              
Gangrene and obscene                                        
Promiscuous and unwanted                                                
                                                             I favor the blessing of the Black Mass
                                                                           Shrouded in the catastrophe of disillusionment
For the first time in my life                                            
I’m disappointed in your crucifixion                                                          
And all the reasons you said you did it for                                                                    
                                                                              Antagonistic misanthropy in Maplethorpe grays
                                                              Humanity cultivated arctic aspirations
                                      First I was born                                                                                           ­  
                                Then I found a way out                                                              ­                                      
                               First I was born                                                             ­                         
                                (Then I found a way)                                                            ­                                      
(Away from you)