Sharpen your arrows won't bring him back from the black cold hole he fell into. A white room yet so dark with red stains on the walls. Black hair falling on the ground, from your sight. Des portes fermées à clef. C'est à ton tour de regarder. On all fours, beat ya head against the floor. Saliva, dirt and blood in your throat. In morphine she will fall. In black eyes we fall. She sang as she rose her bow, as she aimed her arrows at a black, vanishing sun. He fucked her brain, he fucked her brain, he took from her everything he could steal. He was her brown suga she was his hundred dollars. And now a thousand walls between. Un tableau noir immaculé de craie blanche. Des mains tendues sortant du remous sous un ciel noir. Des foulards rouges qui cachent des veines ouvertes. Angst and death come in while flowers are decaying. Comme elle vient, encore et encore. Je peux encore garder ton nom, je peux aussi dire que je l'aime. Six lettres qui font l'amour sur ma langue, toute la journée, toute la nuit. You're drunksick from whoring and high. Staring back from the mirror's a face that you don't recognise ; it's a loser, a sinner, dildo's disguise. In the cold light. Tomorrow... As your skin starts its scratchin, forget past indiscretions and stolen possessions cause you're high.