Intro: Berenice, my hands, my feet are worn As much as yours are And though my head, my hands, my heart are forming They still feel worlds apart Berenice, beneath it all you´re golden And that´s all I´m feeding on And though my head, my hands, are growing colder We move in circles now (Cue drums and bass) Berenice, there´s no release at all That´s not worth dying for. Berenice, my hands my feet are worn As much as yours are Berenice there´s no release at all That´s not worth dying for And it´s not for our desires but our design that we all fall apart Berenice there´s no release at all That´s worthless crying for And I don´t mind leaving, don´t mind leaving now Cause we all fall down.