I live in shell without light
Where only a snake is my friend
I sleep under a grave without air
Where only a corpse is my lover
But everyday
Lonely, lonely I dream I can
Break this grave and break this shell
Lonely, lonely I dream I can
And being myself
You live under a grave without light
Where only a snake is your lover
You dream in a shell without air
Where only a corpse is your friend
But everyday
Lonelies, lonelies we dream we can
Break this grave and break this shell
Lonelies, lonelies we dream we can
For being ourselves