歌词
The unconscious repression always going ahead
And the forgiveness inside is just a semblance of truth
In the dark crypt of the forsaken mind
It's doomed
And one of them disappears
In the deep dark oblivion
An unfortunate behavior
My morbid realization inserts itself
In this kind of transgression
Restriction of pleasure
Depression of individual
All the tricks are used to
Realize our deepening hypomaniac
Depression of my conscience
Sickness of individual
Heavily desirous, the unfluctuous
Morphed the core of reality
With my insane intensity
He wants to become more
Than a simple human
And beyond the wall of life
Beyond his own pleasure
He can't breathe at all
All the perverted
Painful thoughts
Accepting
Of my deepened hypomaniac
Forever or between
Repression of individual
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