Silence all around

I feel good

oh! what's going on, fuck the blood



Give me the pleasure, more than this

that's mental destruction

I hurt myself and I reach a stage of pain

cry out, writh around



Give me the pleasure

that's destruction of famed mentality

I hurt myself and I reach a stage of pain



start the show that destroy all

people that has gone mad kill each others

actually, truth gonna be destroyed

and the truth of feint is made at all



truth, this is not going to exist anywhere

not this must not exist

pleasure of spirit, it's just all in my life

but I don't know, don't know only that, I don't know...



so truth isn't exist anywhere

imagination is truth



Give me the pleasure, more than this

cry out, writh around