Оригинален текст
You shall die so many times before you perish
Surrounded by living, self indulging mirrors
digesting temptation's stolen fruit
moving on self-fulfilled circles
personality hanged on a rope called capitalism
organism breathing a life of false ecstasy
You shall die so many times before you perish
consuming the fruits of ill virtue
Personifying the sickening nature of man's lechery
l*sting society's forbidden fruit
loving in uncaring detachment
creativity sacrificed to a world of conventions
hedonism existing in a maelstorm of lies