Bad Year के बोल

Then a veil of mist descends And I become a happier man While unexplored self doubts pretend for a moment, to be What they fear they are - The recurrent assertion of surrogate horror Well, it's been a bad year A man's future is mangled, Depression knots tightly at the center of his being A wave of sensuality fucks that smooth hole Yes, this has been quite a bad year A brittle twig at the end of the branch cracks This has been a bad year, conducted quietly from both sides I predict people will die and new ones will arise They shall arise -Acceptance as prophecy- Only one moment conquers And that only to smash my sheltered childhood A world which I loved, I loved