Lyrics:

he sits there, he sits tightno more cans, no more crimesee the place, see the timeyou never know.he walks light, don't know howmaybe now, in the nightoh, i know, yes i knowthere's no chathe's for showyou never knowsees the place and tries to get the timehe's slowly slipping into the slimecan't inject into his veinsblood and guff ooze out and staincares not that he really bleedsdeath not hell is what he needssees the place, checks the timesome other place, some other timeyou never knowslipping up and down his writhing sidehis eyes begin to ponder pridesubjective pics of misled youthbefore him lies the naked truthundignified insignified- his wrist onto the razor slidesyou never know
Bauhaus In The Night