I didn't say goodbye
To your lips
To your charm
I closed the book in the middle
A hollow sound of a solved riddle
I taste gra** in the morning
My hands are white
You're still glowing
I cannot rest in the morning
My childish heart
Keeps on growing
And it isn't the sun
That dazzles my eyes
Feeding plants
The rising light in the morning
Jealously longs for
Your porcelain glory
Into the ground I am growing
Into the ground
I'm taking roots in my mourning
I'm a timeless branch
Into the ground I am growing
Into the ground
No one can save me ‘couse
I'm in the ground