Sago will knead with hurt, he gets fried in his own oil
My happiness is toddler/my baby, Its true that I am paranoid
My tongue will dry my throat, rain is dry at the desert
My silence speaks, I wrestle with the world
One day everyone is gonna get cold from this deathly world
Every body is gonna go cold, of course slowly
At the meeting of the apocalypse, thieves will die of rush
No house, no money, no people
Will be leftover from the world
The things that should happen, they have named it favour
Look, our grandfathers have born under the soil
The neighbours have pulled out Rapunzel's hair out
The princess of the 7 dwarfs has died, they have thrown themselves off the cliff one by one
Is the coffin porcelain Mr., I will hit my right and left
I have a lot of dreams, you have a lot of phrase mate but that last word is actually lion
its been 9 years that Sago is singing the same song
Whilst time is killing itself, all my beloved ones is lost/gone
Everyday I make a step difference to this world
I am a familiar from far, we are getting closer to this stranger
The smell of the old candle lingers/stays, the wick gets offended to brightness
A blind Sago who raps with the muted/dumbpeople who cant talk, not sure of the exact word is on the pages
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I need me for myself, may my song be a memorial to you
Snow should fall thick thick, paint my views to white
I
Could die today
Could die now
Could die anytime
While aggressiveness is shaking the I even dont know the exact translatin of bam teli but its simething like deep wire or my heart
New doors will be locked and I dont have the keys
My will should stay to the one who earns, this is rap not fashion
Because I freeze everyday, its hard for me to repeat myself
Becayse I melt everyday, its hard for me to make myself and ice cube
A new medicine is needed for the treatment doctor
A magnificence emperor for every war, to be
My nights are like war, songs are eating itself
I am used to the trigger and I have met with the trigger before
Like a lizard, have left a piece of mine on the road
Have slept at a corner without drinking
At my worst times my friend is my loneliness
Have used my arms instead of legs to runaway
have thrown myself to 4 sides at the slander crush
At a corner my courage, at he other side my habituation
Tingles/Shivers works through my bodu, Life is covered with my darkness
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