作词 : Ramsey, Skyclad
Yet another sluggard hour stumbles past, it's no wonder life looks better through the bottom of a glass. 
These bitter litanies you keep repeating, are verbal fingers down my mental blackboard screeching. 
Each moment in your company was of more quantity than quality. 
My hopes and dreams - transparent phantoms, this wayward son's irrational anthems. 
Not worth spending quantity time, life is hunger - life is pain. 
Never ending quantity time, toe the line - take the strain. 
Awake in bad in quantity time, hate to say 
I told you so. 
Long time dead in quantity time, next stop 
Hell - not far to go. 
My vision is obscured - blurred by tears of anger, these four walls a prison where 
I rot in stagnant languor. 
My broken heart screams out "someone repair me" - or please lay me in the cemetery. '
Cause you've taken all that's best, you see, so 
I'll lay to rest the rest of me. 
You cannot hold a dream to ransom - or silence my irrational anthem. 
Not worth spending quantity time, life is hunger - life is pain. 
Never ending quantity time, toe the line - take the strain. 
Awake in bad in quantity time, hate to say 
I told you so. 
Long time dead in quantity time, next stop 
Hell - not far to go.