BURIAL APPLICANT
Hello, my dear, kill me, gently.
A burned body doesn't leave you.
If you wail that you cannot save me,
Have you at least seen death?
Can I take your ragged breathing, as a fake act?
Under the creaks that rain upon me
The trembling won't stop
I will break my ties with the pain that
I can only understand whit my mind
Die for me, for me... you can't save it.
It's wrong? Answer me
See, let your eyes
Sway and waver
Because
No lies in spilled tears
My hand... eyes... mind... and breath..
What is left in the end
Are the rotten memories
That have been burned
And the remains
The shadow of the subject
Hate and terror scream together
Seeing the peeling love
Why must this body rot as well?
Die... 8 times
In the darkness that laughs in red,
The foolish words that were spilled.
Every time a breath was released
Is very alike to that "hate"
Under the creaks that rain upon me
The trembling won't stop
I will break my ties with the pain that
I can only understand whit my mind
Hello, my dear, kill me, gently.
A burned body doesn't leave you.
Let me wishes reach the ear that
Knows a newborn baby's voice and
Somehow, please make them sink
So far into those wet eyes,
Deep... 4 times
So that they never touch me again
And those warped memories
That laugh
Forget me... For me... you can't save it.
It's wrong? Answer me
See, let your eyes
Sway and waver
Because there is nothing
But lies and spilled tears
My hand... eyes... mind... and breath..
What is left behind in the end
Are the rotten memories
That have been burned
That can't even love a child
