As I Die:
You tied my hands with wire
my feathers - gumed by blood -
snow down to earth as i die...
as i die.
the traces of my desire
that are burned into my flesh
seem like runes of a time
beyond ambition
I never knew this feels so
great!
All those virtuous people
always run around
they always greet politely
and they burn around
All those righteous people
will never call you a friend
they always wait excitedly
for a happy end
You leave my cryppled leftover
on the tainted ground
i see you smile as i die...
as i die.
you said you were down and obsessed
you said my blood was the cure
sounds like a story
never new
I never knew this feels so
great. never ever have i
seen as clearly as tonight
never ever I...
never...
never...
never...
as i die...
never...
never...
never...
- as I die...
as I die...