The GazettE
The GazettE - Burial Applicant (English Version) songtekst
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Hello, my dear, kill me, gently. A burned body doesn't leave you. If you wail that you cannot save me, Have you at least seen death? Can I take your ragged breathing, as a fake act? Under the creaks that rain upon me The trembling won't stop I will breake my ties with the pain that I can only understand whit my mind Die for me, for me... you can't save it. It's wrong? Answer me See, let your eyes Sway and waver Beacuse No lies in spilled tears My hand... eyes... mind... and breath.. What is left in the end Are the rotten memories That have been burned And the remains The shadow of the subject Hate and terror scream togheter, Seeing the peeling love Why must this body rot as well? Die... 8 times In the darkness that laughs in red, The foolish words that were spilled. Every time a breath was released Is very alike to that "hate" Under the creaks that rain upon me The trembling won't stop I will breake my ties with the pain that I can only understand whit my mind Hello, my dear, kill me, gently. A burned body doesn't leave you. Let me wishes reach the ear that Knows a newborn baby's voice and Somehow, please make them sink So far into those wet eyes, Deep... 4 times So that they never touch me again And those warped memories That laugh Forget me... For me... you can't save it. It's wrong? Answer me See, let your eyes Sway and waver Beacuse there is nothing But lies and spilled tears My hand... eyes... mind... and breath.. What is left behind in the end Are the rotten memories That have been burned That can't even love a child