So weird
So much bizarre
This time, from seven religions, like this
Hook on the back, let love upset (?), when there is (one) fallen
No light, when our situation is like earth is unaware of sky
There is this sorrow, (and) vein over vein (?)
to wander
Has hidden a piece of heaven
But (it's) in my mind
We're fighting, understand it, we're dying
Actually for the last time, this is for the last time
I'm tasting you gently(?)
Now from my cache
as much as last you
I don't wanna leave
Hold on, if you just wait a little
Let me permeate into you
If I just become your inside, I'm still that much (???)
Look, scorched is the gordian knot
My hand is in prohibiton
Don't untie anymore, if you like
Migration smells from your skin
Your scent doesn't permit
Undying pain (is) deaf
Doesn't care about asking for mercy
Doesn't get an acceptance
(It) Must stop from now on