It is what you know that kills you or it is what you do not know
To lie to the hands, to the heart, to the loins
Allowing to be fucked strongly
To push the foreboding
Away from the heart, up to the head, eliminating it
You do not know
You do not know
That love is a pathology
I will know how to eradicate it
We will return to flow
We will return to flow
Hero of my private hell
If in the turn of routine
I would wear the void with style
It is all what you would have
Because when the pain is the greatest
Then you no longer feel
And to feel myself alive
I will kill you
I will kill you
You will see
You will see, if my love is a pathology, I will know how to eradicate it
We will return to flow
We will return to flow
We will return to flow
We will return to flow
I know it
I know that my love is a pathology, I wish that you would kill me now