Žodžiai dainai: Bauhaus. The Sky's Gone Out. Silent Hedges.

Following the silent hedges
Needing some other kind of madness
Looking into purple eyes
Sadness at the corners
Works of art with a minimum of steel

Pure sensation
The beautiful down grade
Going to hell again
Going to hell again

Self confidence leaks
From a thousand wounds
Faults of civilizations
Burning the private paradise of dreams
Minus hands of the electric clock
Clock, clock, clock

What happens when the intoxication
Of success has evaporated?
Following the silent hedges
Following the silent hedges
Going to hell again

Pure sensation
The beautiful down grade
Going to hell again
Going to hell again
Again, again, again, again, again