No Yester 
Dreams No grey desire 
No body's sap and tire 
No sorrows born 
Of Lust's disguise 
No Home Without 
It's Sire 
Break out the tomb 
The selfmade womb 
No faded flick 
No grey desire 
No body's sap and tire 
And if you ask me 
You know I'll give 
And if you run from me 
Well I'll be waiting in the driver's car 
No Yester 
Dreams No grey desire 
No body's sap and tire 
No sorrows born 
Of Lust's disguise 
No Home Without 
It's Sire 
Break out the tomb 
The selfmade womb 
No faded flick 
No grey desire 
No body's sap and tire 
And if you ask me 
You know I'll give 
And if you run from me 
Well I'll be waiting in the driver's car