My Suicide - An Evening With A Book (Cassette Version)

walk the razor blade of life the ancient ones they call, a land of disenchantment is waiting for us all. springtime love is falsified and pleasure holding dear, come with me my little girl no one can hurt us. remember days of sitting home your mind it wanders so, a best friend's love and hate predicts the rising of the sun. take my hand and leave your dreams your fears they must subside, your highway leads right through my life, my life lies through the sky. my home is worthy of your zeal, in time your wounds they will heal. forget the old lives of the past, your pleasure is at hand. my hold is real. from me you stole my heart. from me you stole my soul. for you i gave my body. for you i gave my life. fuck you i have no idols.