| Two sparks, two stars, steady streaming from the garden | |
| Always awake, this silence isn't sudden | |
| Our wires sparkled, you're standard and believing | |
| We fall the ground if there's science for the living | |
| Slowly wake up for now, dying for quiet | |
| Slowly wake up for now, dying for quiet | |
| We'll drop this tongue, shouting I'll be forgiven | |
| No time for love, please beware of too much fashion | |
| All life gone cold, all are sitting round the table | |
| Fireworks with soil, with explosions to forgive it | |
| Slowly wake up for now, dying for quiet | |
| Slowly wake up for now, dying for quiet | |
| Sickness holds knife to throat, this man dies in the corner | |
| Sickness holds knife to throat, this man dies in the corner | |
| Sickness holds knife to throat, this man dies in the corner | |
| Sickness holds knife to throat, this man dies in the corner... |