Such things as life always end
Can't you see it?
So live life to the full if it really exists
I want to feel it
Because sometimes you have to be a man
And realise you'll never understand

If you submit to yourself
You could be free
So do what you can to kill a few years
Then kill yourself, mais oui?
But don't make promises to the reaper
Some kind of lust for life runs deeper

I can't be Christ and a libertine
The time has come to choose between
Schizophrenic fantasy
Desires you to stop and see

Just come and see what you've done to me