Ragged Bed

[Verse 1]
You should let me rot in this smelly ragged bed
It's not my will that I want back
I will count my father thousand steps
I will count my mother thousand lies
The marches of people fighting
The tragedies of emperors without crowns
I will never ask myself again
What's the meaning of believing in myself
Is there a reason to remain besides
My stray ideals of purification?
Let me rot in this bed of crimes and sweat
Save from my empty nights of alcohol

[Chorus]
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?

[Verse 2]
I know how useless is to ask you to spare me now
I know how useless is to believe in the bold
Fascination of my sexuality
What nails me inside?
Is the ecstasy of your lifeless body
The decadent shine of your lust?
I ignore the sense, the sense of perfection
The end is in between our lips
While we deny love, it's coronation
I want to embrace you and forget
The condamnetion that God inflicted us
Have I ever, ever been free?

[Chorus]
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?
And everytime your hands grasp my neck
I feel saved like, like the Christ
Is this your courage? Is this the courage?
How true is the luck of dying without changing?