In the showers I can see A fragmented melody Inside of time I can be A fading thought, a melody In the showers I can hear Death's whisper pressing on my ear And then time will turn me out And then time will turn me out In the showers In the showers I can see A fragmented melody Inside of time I can be A fading thought, a melody In the showers I can see A fragmented melody Inside of time I can be A fading thought, a melody In the showers I can hear Death's whisper pressing on my ear And then time will turn me out And then time will turn me out