Strange memories, on this nervous night
It meant something, maybe not
No mix of words or music
No memories, it has all become vague
A nighttime of my life
My memory on a thread
Not quite sure which turn
Instead of going home, a place that is ‘high’
No faces, the path I chose has led me to my grave
No memories, it makes no difference if I try again
Nothing to regret, it’s a thing I’d better forget
Madness in every direction
One universal sense,
We were doing right
A sense of inevitable victory
No faces, the path I chose has led me to my grave
No memories, it makes no difference if I try again
Nothing to regret, it’s a thing I’d better forget