Dig your hole but remember one thing, let there be space enough for willpower cause when you're there you're fixed So let one thing remain, sense. There´s a searching beggar that suffer let there be five dots with voices There´s a searching beggar with desire let there be five dots with voices you´re still alive never ignore the reality fight the brain drop the needle struggle Mislead the cold voice with psychic violence it will burn your mind out satisfy your cold guts, show them your strength Everyone can hear the screaming child inside of you that is wrong, wrong enough for you to pass away.