The wrath of God, please calm it,
pray to it, worship it.
The demon's fate, taint it with love,
with desire, with people.
The lonely nights, touch them,
drench them, starve them with love.
The broken path, engrave it in your heart,
curse time, envy others.
The stains of chaos corrodes your body,
binding your drenched fist.
The lonely nights, touch them,
drench them, starve them with love.
The corrupt days, looking for persuasion,
frightened by the past, frozen in darkness.
Torn eyes and entangled senses,
a hoarse voice follows you everywhere.
Even if you keep struggling,
even if you try to escape it,
grief is endless.
Endless, endless.
Even if you get everything you desire,
even if all your wishes are fulfilled,
an indescribable emptiness
surrounds you.
Unbearable loneliness and a familiar pain,
the dissolving memories continue to pile up.
Even if you keep struggling,
even if you try to escape it,
grief is endless.
Endless, endless.
Even if you get everything you desire,
even if all your wishes are fulfilled,
an indescribable emptiness
surrounds you.
Even if you keep struggling,
even if you try to escape it,
grief is endless.
Endless, endless.
Even if you get everything you desire,
even if all your wishes are fulfilled,
an indescribable emptiness
surrounds you.
Be satisfied, be satisfied,
be satisfied, be satisfied.