Mesmerised by those eyes, those bug eating eyes My breathing just stops I calm my heart and it just sheds a tear The bright and refreshing sunlight Mixes itself round and round along with the sound of the rain
My torn out heart let it dance now, I question the emptiness The white voices, the leaking of my breath In The Sun
The obscene exposure of the wound Becomes nothing like Dogma’s own wind You’re now melting, you’re heart is melting
In the dark morning, I hear you whisper… sayounara
My torn out heart, let it dance now. I question the emptiness Right now I wanna be all alone
It’s the season of spring, weeping eyes cry tears Your neck-less body crawls, can’t save you now