There is an aching waterfall going through my head
I hate this nation, because it is not a nation
My heart is flying in the air with grief
This love is so beautiful, I want to die
This castle of lies have grown stronger
We run in each other's eyes to see clearly
The fountitude of the cadaver's peace!
Eat me alive you dear old saint
Behold the rose beads of treason
I seek to find the beauty of it all
Oh the trees, the trees become silent
Yet I hold my beating heart trembling at my ears,
Because I can hear the trembling of my heart
Dying for you my dear sir
And this house of treason follows my rose beads
As the rivers clash down to the ground
Oh what an annihilation, a pregnant citation
Bearing ideas of the sort
Oh kiss me now with your fickle feet!
Let us love each other on the moon
Please don't be especially judgmental
Upon a hateful nation;
And you are a weirdo that loves to speak
About the world and its pornographic tendencies
Well I for one am a gentle creature
That stands upon a sword and slays
And I speak for mankind as a whole
Nobody will ever know my sphere...
Tomorrow is the morrow of the day
When the sun holds my heart at last
And I no longer feel destroyed
Does my ego not speak to the bard?
Well kiss me with your socks and cuddly feet
Hold my hand in your heart
And I shall love you in silence
Tomorrow is a beautiful day
Don't let me die upon your throne
For I am sick and tired of your games...
I want you now
Instead of later...
Kill me now with your cadaver's sword!
And I shall sleep beside you tomorrow
Open up your heart to me, but don't be cruel;
You hit me already with the sword
I love your abuse, and I want more
What in the world shall be our destiny?
In the nape of it all, I won't fall
For I promised to watch us die.

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