The last heartbeat—You hear, you hear, How the heart beats, beats, On the windows, on the windows, On the roof, like rain. Your nerve is at its limit—The last drop, The last ray of light, The last heartbeat. You see, you see, Dying in the fires of hell The lilac boy. He is terrified, depressed. He paints a picture With his own blood, With his own tears And asks for forgiveness...