I slowly trip against your leg
and fall down the stairs
as I glance over my shoulder
I see your disgusting face
for the last time alive
Lying on the street
I'm turning to blue
Behind the wall I hide
I slowly trip against your leg
and fall down the stairs
as I glance over my shoulder
I see your disgusting face
for the last time alive
Lying on the street
I'm turning to blue
Behind the wall I hide
You rope me in like an object,
I've never been anything
but an project
used for the holy gods, destroyed along the path that still goes on ...
"Just end it at this point."