There's a major line up outside my gate I don't let any of them in And if you ask me why I hesitate Or if you call it a sin I would tell you to mind your own business and leave me with my suffering They are standing like soldiers in a row Ready to enter so fast I upon defense above I sit and think of the past All at once their difference astrike me as something that will not last You ring the night(?) I put on my armour I go out to them Hiding my fear I'm soft in the middle It makes no difference It makes no difference at all I killed them one by one My voluntary saviours My voluntary saviours My voluntary saviours It makes no difference at all I killed them one by one