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Fear / Madness... Always have they restrained. A dark psychic paradox. |
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The suffering running into my veins and impairing by my unknown grief. |
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Irrational grief of soul / Emotions with no senses. The light seems so black to me... |
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I need to tear my skin and spread my blood on the ground of this unexalting world. |
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Looking for the illness of innerself... Ready to be painting... My soul is empty... |
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I am worse than the above / than your future. |
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Sadistic aggression of my mind! I can read on my blood. I am intended to live with these sufferings. |
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My inside is contaminated by this world... |
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Blood and suffering / tears and lies will never die in myself! |
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My bloody cold flesh perspires anger / My failing inside's spreading all its rot |
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I hate this apathic world I see |
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I am worse than the above / than your future |
