Lyrics:

My friend, what do you put in your drink
The taste is strange, this thing stinks
In your eyes, is so red to see
It seems you're laughing at me
Enjoying your sweet surprise
Behind your simulated lies
They say: the death is a curse
But to start a war they make worse

Lower clouds around the road
Overshadowing your pure soul
Your words turns so senseless
Making echoes to your penitence
The crying starts to get high
Maybe it's time to you try
Flying over all the holes
There's somewhere we got to go now

Maybe you can't make stop
Or decrease the time of the clock
But you'll like when she knock's at your door
She can decrease your gloom
Purple drink is shining in the backroom
You will like to smell the perfume

Your bottle is empty
Your head is full of sound
Your vision is so clean now
Deadly treasures are found
The fire is shining
Through your mad black eyes
Thirsty for suicide
All your reason is blind

Maybe you can't make stop
Or decrease the time of the clock
But you'll like when she knock's at your door
She can decrease your gloom
Purple drink is shining in the backroom
You will like to smell the perfume