Where are you?nAre you hiding from me?nAre you still looking for things that no-one else can see?nnWhere are you?nAre you in some place that we cannot reach?nAre you bathing in moonlight or drowned on the beach?nnWhere are you?nAre you surrounded by things we cannot penetrate?nIs the cage you love the home you also hate?nnYour fear of death attracts such strange objectsnSmothering you, hiding you, don't let it spoil younShow yourself so the others may see younSo the others may feed younThey want to be near younnIf you can't get enough of your hypnotic injectionnThen it's time to put an end to this invalid functionnPoor little ghost boynLet me be your human toynnWhere are you?nNo-one's seen you for yearsnHave your wounds grown wings? Are you feasting on fears?nI can see your dark corona is eating into younYou're surrounded by things we cannot penetratenIs the cage you love the home you also hate?nLife lies with the scissors inside hernThe surgeon was a butchernAll of us are wounded, anaesthetised in A.E.nNumbed by stuff we should not seenEach of us lies bleedingnOur rivers interminglingnPoor little ghost boynLet me be your human toynnI'll wrap my last kiss in a bandagenI'll wrap my last kiss in a bandagenI'll wrap my last kiss in a bandagenI'll wrap my last kiss in a bandage