Текст песни: Mother Superior + перевод

In the clockwork, in the clockwork, time is never at ease

A frantic sensation is hammering nails in your spine

Multiple fractions and muscle contractions will tear

Your mind into shreds, cutting your threads

Do you regret you were born?

Take my hands into yours

Dance my senses away

Take my hands into yours

Before mother superior’s home

Monsieur, monsieur, you look like the saint in my dreams

Igniting the flame and carving my name next to yours

This urban decline is leaving its sign 'round my neck

Pulling the noose, tells me I’ll lose

There’s nothing to save

I’m sober, I’m sober, but I wish I was not

A gentle diversion or a touch of divine I could use

The curtains are closed, but I still feel exposed to the world

Wishing away somewhere astray

Are you still listening?

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