Love is a lost vision
Like a pain that we share all together
Living in a thausand lies
Leave it through your own wounds of melancholy
In a thausand words
A place of humanistic laws
Shall never survive
Cut yourself
Hang yourself
Leap yourself
Through the wounds of melancholy
Love is a lost vision
Like a pain,
That we share all together
A suicidalistic propaganda,
Will become a better world
Cut yourself
Hang yourself
Leap yourself
Drain yourself
Drown yourself
Kill yourself
Living in a thausand lies
Leave it,
Through the wounds of melancholy
Leave your life,
Tthrough the wounds of melancholy
Cut yourself
Hang yourself
Leap yourself
Drain yourself
Kill yourself
Leave your life through the wounds of melancholy
Love is a lost vision
Like a pain that we share all together
Living in a thausand lies
Leave it through your own wounds of melancholy
In a thausand words
A place of humanistic laws
Shall never survive
A suicidalistic propaganda...