I'm sittin in the darkest corner dejected
Embracing this sweetest bloom as the rope in a withdrawn suicide – rejected
I unlock the door of this windswept shed and jaws snap everywhere
This soil is salinized, only weed is blooming-food for the chatterers
How should I leave her out in the cold? while my life is withering how to bloom yours?
I'm trembling but I was never afraid as my life is purposeless
Living in this third Reich is breeding new fuel for the smeltries of soulless
No – no – stop to weeping those pitch black tears
No – no – don't embrace me, it always arises my fears
Your gentle tenderness reminds me of innocence's no place on this earth
Your honest smile strengthens my failures
No-no
I'm trembling in this darkest corner dejected
While my life is withering growing this sweetest bloom is banned and out of tune