Your smashed body. Your smashed bodyyyyyyyyyyyy Our lips are closing in the last kiss, I feel the taste of blood on your mouth. Pressing your body to mine I feel, That life in your breast sways seldomer and seldomer.
To carry off as much as possible together, With you into the grave, That is the tactic of the attack, To this fucking world.
Having killed you I made you a service, You won’t see the end the hell in comparison is just a toy.
We have nothing to lose and we are happy being free at last. Freedom is what we were longing for all our miserable and good for nothing life.
Don’t cry my beloved! Spread your wings cause you can fly. Just make a step from this cliff. You won’t need your smashed body at the bottom any more!