If you follow my missing footprint You’ll find my rotten figure You’re an asshole person Bury yourself in the crowd of corpses Don’t have even despair here
I'm lorn breaker You're lost player
Violently spat in the ground a grotesque fetus that is screaming “Honey”… Please stop Under the source sun, the countless fair bleeding Good is already dead, killing the others
Ah, the ark is opening silently the candle Leaving all behind, to die Now I’ll be waiting and praying for freedom Till I have reach all they
I’ll see nightmares disappearing soon and my fall will get from my heart What should I do? I don’t know