Guilt And Regret -

Guilt and Regret, they are my two inbred brothers

Guilt and Regret

O god how I hate them both from the bottom of my heart

Guilt and Regret and me wake up into a brand new day

Guilt and Regret lively

I am still dead tired — the night has been long and hard

My brothers they ask me:

«Do you recall anything from yester-night, no?»

They laugh at me and go:

«Nothing at all?

Well, it must have been an evening of joy»

Guilt and Regret

O god how I hate them both from the bottom of my heart

Each morning like this they come, uninvited

Pale as ghosts, reeking of compost

Yet most I abhor their bloodshot eyes

My brothers they ask me:

«Do you recall anything from yester-night, no?»

They laugh at me and go:

«Nothing at all?

Well, it must have been an evening of joy»

My brothers they tease me:

«Do you remember anything from yester-night, no?»

They laugh at me and go:

«O sure you do, we buried our little sister Hope»

Guilt and Regret and me — what a twisted family we are

Guilt and Regret

O god, how I hate you both from the bottom of my heart