Distress And Coma (English)
Until your distress sleeps
Fill me up with your grief
Until your distress sleeps
Until your distress sleeps
Fill me up with your grief
Until your distress sleeps
Hello dear my bride
What are you looking at,
With those eyes that cannot even find the butterflies that have fallen to the ground?
What I want to forget, is the pain that is too white.
I tell myself that I believe.
The scar won't disappear.
Dance, dance, let me fall asleep I dance.
The tears that do not stop.
I kill my voice, lowering my lips to your weakly trembling hand.
Hello dear my bride
I burn your feet.
There is no longer a need to be near the ringing in your ears.
Unconsciously I vomit; my breath moves along your skin.
I smile at the sword that swings reticence.
What I want to forget, is the pain that is too white.
I tell myself that I believe.
The scar won't disappear.
In the dream that has become thin, the unawakening(1) reality is reflected.
If you will answer that sadness is only the truth,
It's okay if I get hurt...
Don't forget
The pulse that is attracted to you who knows pain.
Right here
"Good night"
Dance, dance, until I fall asleep I dance
The tears that do not stop.
Every time I close my heart, telling myself that there is nothing there, it is about to wither.
To the dream that has become thin, I sing once more.
If you will answer that sadness is only oneself,
It's okay if I get hurt
"Good bye" is blooming on the dream that is supposed to end.
Until your distress sleeps
Fill me up with your grief
Until your distress sleeps
Until your distress sleeps
Fill me up with your grief
Until your distress sleeps