Lyrics:

I see her ugly face behind the surface world
Her gift: uneasiness, the never-ending search
Even the kids of bliss fall under her sick reign
I see their faces twist, I hear their voices wail

Don't lay your hands on me, don't let me feel your touch
No matter what I find, no way, it ain't enough
Don't give this thing to me, your ugly company
Just don't you walk with me, I pray to let me be

Don't give this thing to me, your ugly company
Just don't you walk with me, I pray to let me be
No matter what I've reached, there waits the monstrous one
There sits the ugly mum, there lurks the graceless hun

From Mother Restless' breast I do not want to suck
The milk of restlessness, the juice of pure distress
I cannot stop to run, I find no hold to rest
The things she gives to me are haste and eagerness

Don't give this thing to me, your ugly company
Just don't you walk with me, I pray to let me be
No matter what I've reached, there waits the monstrous one
There sits the ugly mum, there lurks the graceless hun

Her voice screams inside my head...