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Testo distress and coma
Testo distress and coma
Until your distress sleeps,
Fill me up with your grief.
Until your distress sleeps
Hello, dear; my bride
What are you looking at?
You can't pick up the butterfly that fell to the ground with those eyes.
What I want to forget, the pure white agony...
If I believe,
The wounds I've sustained won't heal.
Dance, dance, I let you sleep and dance
The tears won't stop.
Kill your voice, and with those hand that quiver weakly,
Clean your lips.
Hello, dear; my bride
Your feet are burning.
The buzzing in your ears is becoming a need
Your breaths of unconsciousness
Runs along my skin
The smile in the blade that swings silently.
The thing I want to forget, the pure white agony...
If I believe,
The wounds I've sustained won't heal.
In the barren dreams,
The reality that does not wake up reflects the present.
Even the grief...If it answers me with a real face,
It's okay if I get hurt...
Don't forget;
The throbbing is attracted to you, who knows pain,
I wait here...
"Goodnight."
Dance, dance, dance until I can fall asleep.
The tears do not stop.
If there is nothing, then the time that closes the heart
Will wither away.
In the barren dreams, I sing once more;
Even the grief...if it answers me with myself,
It's okay if I get hurt...
Until your distress sleeps,
Fill me up with your grief.
Until your distress sleeps...
In the dream that should end, "Goodbye" is blooming...
Fill me up with your grief.
Until your distress sleeps
Hello, dear; my bride
What are you looking at?
You can't pick up the butterfly that fell to the ground with those eyes.
What I want to forget, the pure white agony...
If I believe,
The wounds I've sustained won't heal.
Dance, dance, I let you sleep and dance
The tears won't stop.
Kill your voice, and with those hand that quiver weakly,
Clean your lips.
Hello, dear; my bride
Your feet are burning.
The buzzing in your ears is becoming a need
Your breaths of unconsciousness
Runs along my skin
The smile in the blade that swings silently.
The thing I want to forget, the pure white agony...
If I believe,
The wounds I've sustained won't heal.
In the barren dreams,
The reality that does not wake up reflects the present.
Even the grief...If it answers me with a real face,
It's okay if I get hurt...
Don't forget;
The throbbing is attracted to you, who knows pain,
I wait here...
"Goodnight."
Dance, dance, dance until I can fall asleep.
The tears do not stop.
If there is nothing, then the time that closes the heart
Will wither away.
In the barren dreams, I sing once more;
Even the grief...if it answers me with myself,
It's okay if I get hurt...
Until your distress sleeps,
Fill me up with your grief.
Until your distress sleeps...
In the dream that should end, "Goodbye" is blooming...
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