| I didn’t ask to be born
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| But I am terrified to die as much as I am terrified of life
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| Give me a reason to live
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| To justify these marks of worthless existence that I glorify
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| It’s not going to be okay
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| I am your idol
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| Your suicidol
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| I am the one who fills your void
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| Now, come sing with me
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| Your ideal
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| You are suicidal
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| Nothing would save us from this life
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| Now, come scream with me
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| You wanted to love this world
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| But what’s left is the hatred towards yourself
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| In fact, you’ve been realizing that there is no meaning
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| Reenact your death, embrace the emptiness
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| Open up the gate of flesh, reality is cold and cruel
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| Is it comforting a little bit in the madness you are drenched in?
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| It’s not that I adore death
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| It’s just that I despise life
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| I still love you
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| I just could not love myself anymore
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| It’s not going to be okay
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| I am your idol
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| Your suicidol
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| I am the one who fills your void
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| Now, come sing with me
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| Your ideal
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| You are suicidal
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| Nothing would save us from this life
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| Now, come scream with me
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| The world is full of misery, there’s no hope in sight
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| You are trying over and over again to pull yourself up a little higher
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| But you’re only falling lower and lower again
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| Until you’re completely drained out
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| I know how you feel, don’t cry anymore
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| It will all end soon
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| Because I will die instead of you
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| It’s not going to be okay
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| Open up the gate of flesh, your ideal is too far to reach
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| Is it comforting a little bit in the madness you are drenched in? |