When fear interrupt me and down of desire get near
Desire to live become coarse thorn of life
exaggerated spirit that amplify
get scattered like garbage at the corrupt vincity
the thing that can stop me are white and clearness ice auger
sedative the only thing that can keep my soul hold
on even if that's short while
when a year pass like a minute and second feel
like one thousand year
I become weeds in gray soil and should have slept in
tranquility of eternal my body that be worn out by white foam
Death that love me uniquely I put my body in dark
brown case and sleep today
Hope to never sprout
Grayish childhood my twenty years old that be stained with blood
Want to sleep forever never awake