it goes through my head all the time

The strengthening passing showers and January´s scene

thickened from the unusual house

The whirlwinds become stronger,

so the blue sky islaughing a bit

Yes, during the listless early morning,

the mook i´d loved

died

i hate it,

i hate it,

i hate it,

I can´t breathe

the spring breeze is too strong

I had a bad feeling

when I´d turned that corner

it hurts

it hurts

it hurts

I´m being strangled

by a bundle of lukewarm air

In this cruel play,

I´ll leave the rest

to you okay?

As we faced each other,

the cloudy,dark,grey sky

seemed as if it´d cry

I can´tescape from here anymore

I stepped on a slightly dirty

empty sack

In the close future

I´ll come steal it

I´ll will come steal your dignity

you sneer

You touched that black thing didn´t you?

it´s cold,

it´s cold,

it´s cold

I have a bad feeling

the spring rain is too strong

You smile evilly

and echo within my head

it hurts,

it hurts,

it hurts

I´m being strangled

by a bundle lukewarm air

in this cruel play,

leave it to her okay?

Tickened from the unusual house,

the death agony of uncertainty resounds