Oh, I am not scared of death
If your scent will be on me
Oh, the Last Judgment is a wedding
If God's voice sounds like yours
Shoot now, don't stop
Prepare a grave for me
Death is pure, death is sweet
If your beautiful hands will touch
Kill me
Let it end if it is meant to
This heaven filled with lament
Is a handcuff
My soul is bleeding
My heart is dissolving
Shout!
Only say something
This silent fester is a torture
It slowly leaks
Into my blood.
Fill my last breath
Into your mouth.
And then...
Kill me, let my soul become free in your arms
Let this lament end as the heaven becomes my warmth
Kill me, let my soul become free in your arms (shoot now, don't stop)
Let this lament end as the heaven becomes my warmth (prepare a grave for me)
Death is pure, death is sweet
If your beautiful hands will touch
Kill me
Let it end if it is meant to
This heaven filled with lament
Is a handcuff
My soul is bleeding
My heart is dissolving
Shout!
Only say something
This silent fester is a torture
It slowly leaks
Into my blood.