KiukkuHere I am dramatic
Here I am not waiting
Here I am not listening
For the call of the wind

It's like purple haze
It's there every day
It's passion never fades
You know what I mean

KiukkuHey you.. rotting in your alcoholic shell
Banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind
Do you ever wonder why you were left alone
As your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone

KiukkuSomething like dying