I am sitting on the edge of the Abyss
Haunted by your smile
Let the ravens circle my body
For my heart somehow still wants you

Raise that glass of poison
I will empty it tonight
Let me forget our lust
And my skull will prove my fate

Farewell my dear Sophie
My muse in night and day
May these words be the last about you
For the rest I can only write in tears

I kiss another woman
Her soul a husk next to you
But her beauty more intoxicating
And her desires takes me away

Let me abandon my Gods of order
I will ignore the Law of truth
My reality a game of my mind
And not where science is alive

Call for me all you want
But I am lost inside this void
A hole of reason and joy
To take all my pain away

I step into the frozen water
Saying goodbye to the present day
My life will be only a number
Our love could never stay

Come now mother of horses
Let the mountain take me away
I will eat at the Trollking's table
And let me forget your magical glow

There is a Spoon in my room
Did I forget to bring it back to the kitchen?
Did I eat ice cream?
Maybe I drank tea?
Or did I eat soup?
All I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

In my room there is a Spoon
Maybe my friend left it there
Is the spoon the coming apocalypse?
It might be a sign that have marked me for death
Or perhaps the symbol of an ancient *** cult
All I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

In my room a Spoon there is
A spoon was placed in my room by the CIA
The Illuminati uses it to look at my Legos
And aliens use it as a starting point for the invasion of earth
Or maybe Jesus will use it to crucify me
Well all I know is that there is a Spoon in my room

Should I care about pride?
It crumbles in the end
Is my duty to stand?
Not while my legs can't hold me up
I just can't let anyone know it worries me

Will my ancestors accept me at their table?
Even if I leave their legacy in ash
Am I worthy to cary on form where they stood?
Not as long as I can't carry myself
I just can't let anyone know it worries me

Should I scratch out my eyes?
It means I won't cry any more
Is it possible to stop my tears?
Not as long as I am so weak
I just can't let anyone know it with worries me

Will it matter if I become dark and deranged?
Even if it makes me morally bad?
Am I possibly capable of doing anything good?
Not while I am myself
I just can't let anyone know that this is me